Isabel Dress

The first friend I dared to make
Brown, like me, and full of doodled dreams

The first garment I dared to create
Spirited, like me, with joy poured into its seams


As I move about in my own glowing confidence
May you be a story always worth telling
As I dance within spaces my feet used to fear
May you be a song always worth singing


I will tell my daughter stories of your friendship and love shown
The way you welcomed me with a pen to sketch visions of my own
I will leave my daughter journals of dreams I dared to live
The way you took me to the twirling bars and said, “This is it!”

Here I am, and here I go.
Thank you, ISABEL.