an ode to a brook

Not an ode as in a babbling brook that you quietly rest beside.  An ode to a babbling Brook-lyn who makes you smile a lot because she is fun, cute and, my favorite, quirky.

Apparently Brooklyn -my darling niece- is my best blog follower.  So I thought I'd post a little surprise for her, so I can show her the love back.

To Brooklyn, the stalker*

Funny face maker,

creative-sewer**, crafter,

my little niece is my-heart-after.

How could I not love one of my flesh

especially one with whom I do mesh.

She is divine, this niece of mine.

She makes me laugh,

she makes me smile,

she reminds me of me,

when I was a chil'***

Passionate, vivacious, outgoing and free

That is what I think of, when I think of thee.

Those qualities admired was nothing I was

and they'll serve you well,

I know this because

God made you just like that,

a perfect creation

He made you, dear Brooklyn, as His imitation.

You shine out with brightness that is most contagious

He'll use you to "show" Him,

if you are courageous.

So please always be, just who you are

full of unique-silly-creativeness,

stuff we wish we could jar.

We'd put you on shelves, 

across all the land

And we would make millions selling

"Brooklyn-Happiness" Brand.

*just kidding!!

** not a sewer (get your mind out of the gutter, literally) - a sew-er

*** as in "honey chil'.... pretend I have a southern accent for that little bitty part

 (my personal favorite below.... very good chick-face, Brook)

I love you Brooky-pie!