She was the first to read me here
it was a garbled mess, I fear
posted by a computer neophyte
she patiently said it was alright

I know her job was meet and greet
and to help to show the way
yet she still acts like it's a treat
when my words chance go her way

We've grown as poets and as friends
in this short space of time
and I'm pleased each time she sends
corrections on my paltry rhymes

That gold-maned and demure Scottish lass
who is hardly if ever crass
writes poetry straight from a soul
more like a diamond than plain coal

So now that she's reached twenty two
on this auspicious day
I'll send this heart felt wish that you
have a really fun and great birthday