Arianna

Tomorrow is always too late
This is how she feels about fate
The calendar, a date
A bundle of memories, the best way to relate

An early bird
“Why waste the morning, how absurd”
She listens but will always put her word
A daal rice girl
She’ll wear a frock and make a quiet twirl

Ari will burst out laughing about yesterdays joke
And suddenly cry, who knows what made her choke

She’ll work to save
Workout like a slave
Go dancing to the best rave

Arianna is your best friend
She’ll tell you when the
sales start and end
Eat a carb filled brunch
Followed by a salad for lunch

Endless bicep reps at the gym
But her arms will hurt when eyebrows she must trim
For a pic, hold her stomach in
She must look slim

Ari will say, “I have plans” when she’s eating ice cream in bed
Ari will cancel her plans when she gets a text “guess what he said?”

An expert at deciphering male micro expressions
She may tell you her darkest confessions
Will say, “yes” to mean “no”
Will smile when she’s sad
Will always trust her dad
Arianna is a little bit mad

Arianna lives in every home
That funny girl with a moustache made of froth and foam
We all have an Ari chromosome