Jennifer teaching Aikido in Santa Cruz
Love weaves its way
Through snags and snares
As lifetimes flow,
And souls take form.
Child of a child,
Daughter of a dream
Enchanting us all as
We witness your dance.
Beyond my comprehension,
But not my intention
You are the the gift I got
And the gift I give to this
Weary hopeful world.
Namaste, dearest Jen, namaste.
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