Birthday candles blazing in a circle,
like the family and friends gathered around you,
like the silver quiver of a hunter’s moon.
Blow them out and then make your secret wish,
like the wind that dances with the autumn leaves
and the green wishes granted by the spring.
Take your knife, cut the cake and eat it up,
like the waning moon and the crumbs of autumn
and the storing up of joy within our hearts.
Rip away the wrapping, open up your gifts
as spring opens the gifts sent from winter
or every newborn heart unwraps the world.
Comments
skinner_jennifer | May 28, 2011 - 22:01
a beautiful poem of 'HOPE!' well-wisher.
Lovely poem.
Jenny.
well-wisher | May 28, 2011 - 22:32
Thankyou, Jenny. I'm happy that you enjoyed my poem.
Hope is a wonderful thing.
Highhat | May 29, 2011 - 08:35
A lovely positive and optimistic poem well-wisher.
;)Pia
maisie | May 29, 2011 - 14:13
lovely well balanced poem
well-wisher | May 30, 2011 - 22:13
Thanks,Pia. Thanks,Maisie. I wanted to celebrate the month in which I was born. I've always felt a strong connection with Autumn.