Ann - The Little Things

I sent you a card. Even if all else is out of allignment with the world, I take solace in the fact that you are born and alive, just as enlivening as Syd and Olivia are to you, you are to me, in an admittedly incongruent kind of way. You are the rare gem that few ever find. You are are a welcomed guitar solo. You are Roger Daltrey's scream. You are a desert rose dress torn in ribbons and bows. You are poetry in motion. You are a flat-out wonder to talk to. You awaken me. You are The Ann. I adore you, my dear. Happy Birthday!!!!!