You know I hold a candle for you...
I guess I always will
But today I will light for you
Twenty-five candles on a hill
On a hill of cake and icing
Twenty-five candles will burn bright
A thoughtful pause for wishing...
Good luck! Now, blow out all the light
And if you find this age of Twenty-five a
Landmark, well that's really quite alright
Because you're a whole year wiser and only
A day older than when you went to bed last night
This poem originally appears in my Full Circle: Poetic Retrospective 6•5•89 (7•1•89)
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