“Persephone, Persephone, maiden of the spring time.
Now’s the day, You know the way
To climb back toward the sunshine.
Demeter, Demeter, waiting all the winter.
Cloaks the Earth, all in green,
Her daughter’s come to greet her.”
Happy Birthday, Persephone! I waited all winter to meet you, and then you decided to wait a little longer. Everything in your own way, right from the beginning. My independent, determined, bright and shining one. Brightest Blessings to you on your 3rd Birthday!
(I sometimes sing the above lyrics to L4 at bedtime. It’s one of our special songs. I tell her that it is about us because I waited all winter to meet her and she brought beautiful spring weather with her at her birth.)