sometimes i like to celebrate
for no apparent reason
celebrate nothing
or everything breathing and moving
around me
sometimes i like to celebrate
by wearing elaborate costumes
sometimes
i like to celebrate by holding you
in a small cup of rainwater
and remembering your reflection
when we were small
we would celebrate
with snowballs or slurpees or
ding dongs
now i celebrate with stronger liquids
but the joy
is just
as complete