The Beanie 🍀 ( cobblestone cut ) For Jenny 🖤🩷💔

By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe © 2026 Mark Damon Bitkower. Lyrics & written content are original and owned by the author. All rights reserved. No reproduction, redistribution, or use without prior written permission. 🐰🌙𝕵𝖆𝖈𝖐𝕽𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖙 𝕾𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖘🌙🐰 Verse 1 She wore wonder like a winter coat, Totoro stitched into the seams, Anime dreams and coffee steam Curling through her laugh. Tolstoy open in a marina hot tub, 2011, salt in the air, I didn’t know then I was stepping Into the rest of my life. She moved like quiet brilliance, Hands that knew how worlds are held— Frames and rigs and flying things, Stories balanced just right. Fireflies knew her name, They followed when she walked, As if light itself Was paying attention. Chorus So I wear her beanie when the nights get long, Grey ears listening for her song. I wear her beanie when the world feels thin— It still smells like home and cinnamon. I miss her. I honor her. I carry love where she once stood. Verse 2 Academy lights but never ego, She fed her friends like it was prayer— Five-course Sundays, Billie Holiday Floating through the room. Food trucks in Dumbo, Brooklyn nights, Steam rising like a blessing, Every meal a way of saying “You belong here too.” Happy feet on cutting room floors, A tiger breathing between frames, Garfield grinning somewhere eternal— She left fingerprints on joy. Purdue halls, wine country plans, A birthday waiting down the road, A curve the universe took too fast In Paso Robles. Chorus So I wear her beanie when I can’t sleep, Jean-Luc Picard keeps watch with me. New York winters, Winchester quiet, Her smile tucked into memory. I miss her. I honor her. Love doesn’t stop because time did. Bridge INFJ widow, sigma silence, Low-latent lightning in my mind, I remember everything— Every fork, every laugh, every night. Grief didn’t hollow me out, It taught me how to hold light steady, How to love without an address, How to stay gentle and alive. Verse 3 She wanted to feed the whole world, Said hunger was just loneliness, Said art was a kind of cooking, And kindness was the recipe. Fireflies still check in on me, Like messengers on break, Asking if I’m doing alright With the beanie she left. Final Chorus So I wear her beanie—not to hide, But to tell the truth out loud. That love survives car rides and curves, That absence can still be proud. I miss her. I honor her. Every day, I choose to stay kind. Outro Fireflies fade, but they don’t forget. Neither do I. Neither do I.