Thank you.
I mean, really
thank you.
why?
well, for all the times
that I found you
still here...
For letting me know
how much you still care
and for all the times
that you braided
my hair.

Thank you, Tweety.
I
thank you.

For reading me stories
when we were
still kids,
and all the songs
you sang to me
and the selfless things you did.
You may have forgotten but
I never will
forget
the many times 
you encouraged me 
and told me not to fret.

Even on the cloudy days
your love
was like
a net.

Thank you for my name.
And for cookies, brownies,
and chocolate cake.
You always were a giver 
but never one to take.
Even after Mama died
your love
was like
a break.

Just like a pillow
it broke my fall 
and caused me to awake.
And for all the things 
that you've done and still do...
well, thank you Tweety. I
thank you.