To my brother

Happy, happy, happy birthday to my little brother!  You will always be younger than me so stop complaining about getting older because that means I’m getting really old :P

I’m sorry I’m not there to celebrate your birthday with you today but we’ll see you on Sunday.   YAY!!!

I hope you know how special you are to me, and how much I appreciate the love and support you give me (unconditionally!).   Every day, you inspire me to be a better person.  Thank you for being such an important person in my life!!!  I love you :)

Okay, enough with the tear-induced blooging blogging…I can barely see the computer screen!

So what do you want for your birthday?

Now we don’t share a love of scary movies so I can’t post something about scary movies on my blog for you (sorry!).  Your musical tastes are pretty broad so I wouldn’t really know what to post for you on your birthday (well, except for ‘N Sync Christmas but I already posted that in a previous blog post…hehehe!).  Your literary interests differ from mine so I'm not going to copy a passage from one of your favourite books for you (it's probably too scary for my blog!).  But one thing is for sure, we share a love of chocolate  poutine   iced cappucino  Justine Bieber  dancing  poetry (the only difference is that you can actually write poetry!).   Now you’re probably thinking “wow, all I got from my sister on my birthday was this lousy blog post” but wait because I’d like to dedicate a poem, from one of my favourite poets - a brilliant poet and philosopher (don’t worry…it’s not me!), just for you on your birthday.   Enjoy! :)

The Poet

By Kahlil Gibran

He is a link between this and the coming world.  He is

A pure spring from which all thirsty souls may drink.

He is a tree watered by the River of Beauty, bearing

Fruit which the hungry heart craves;

He is a nightingale, soothing the depressed

Spirit with his beautiful melodies;

He is a white cloud appearing over the horizon,

Ascending and growing until it fills the face of the sky.

Then it falls on the flows in the field of Life,

Opening their petals to admit the light.

He is an angel, send by the goddess to

Preach the Deity's gospel;

He is a brilliant lamp, unconquered by darkness

And inextinguishable by the wind. It is filled with

Oil by Istar of Love, and lighted by Apollon of Music.

He is a solitary figure, robed in simplicity and

Kindness; He sits upon the lap of Nature to draw his

Inspiration, and stays up in the silence of the night,

Awaiting the descending of the spirit.

He is a sower who sows the seeds of his heart in the

Prairies of affection, and humanity reaps the

Harvest for her nourishment.

This is the poet -- whom the people ignore in this life,

And who is recognized only when he bids the earthly

World farewell and returns to his arbor in heaven.

This is the poet -- who asks naught of

Humanity but a smile.

This is the poet -- whose spirit ascends and

Fills the firmament with beautiful sayings;

Yet the people deny themselves his radiance.

Until when shall the people remain asleep?

Until when shall they continue to glorify those

Who attain greatness by moments of advantage?

How long shall they ignore those who enable

Them to see the beauty of their spirit,

Symbol of peace and love?

Until when shall human beings honor the dead

And forget the living, who spend their lives

Encircled in misery, and who consume themselves

Like burning candles to illuminate the way

For the ignorant and lead them into the path of light?

Poet, you are the life of this life, and you have

Triumphed over the ages of despite their severity.

Poet, you will one day rule the hearts, and

Therefore, your kingdom has no ending.

Poet, examine your crown of thorns; you will

Find concealed in it a budding wreath of laurel.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

I LOVE YOU!!!

XOXOXO

P.S. You'll be happy to know that you share your birthday with Britney Spears and Lucy Liu.  You're welcome!  :O)