I hear the roar of the twenties. The engines are starting. The teens are parting. The flame burned the old frame.

Bring in the new. The new catalogue of creativity.

Not idly stting by, but waiting to be revealed

as high-flooten and well-heeled.

Watch out drama junkies! Drama mama is energized.

No longer pragmatized. No longer flower child

but bloomin freaking girl gone wild!

I wrote this for my daughter Sarah on her 20th birthday in 2005. Reading her blog http://sarahhartsu.blogspot.com/ today and seeing her fresh burst of creativity brought this to mind.