My dear ones.

When she won her Americorp award, we all felt like we won it
When she hurt her ankle a week before the Nutcracker, we all were wounded
When she finished her thesis, we all were relieved
When she tucked her top lip in, we all followed
When she lost her hair, we all felt bald
When she danced, we all performed in the seats
When she became a teacher, we all learned
When she acted younger, we were all ten all over again.