Birthday Poem

Every year I am born again,
more or less - 
this year,

much more than less.

My newborn heart
is clean and
wide open.

I have returned, once more, to myself.

I look at you with
awakened eyes 
and see your love and goodness

and God.

My wishes today are this:

to be in the presence of small hands and faces;

to drink hot coffee in the society of birds;

to hear my grandmother’s voice say “I love you” once more.

And this, yes, this -

as the candles glow and the words are sung,
I will close my eyes and whisper
a new song,

thank you, thank you, thank you.

 

Comments

[KaB ;-)]

Beautiful!!! And you are!!! XO