play • birthday

when i have said my evening prayer, and my clothes are folded on the chair, and mother switches off the light, i’ll still be three years old tonight . . . but from the very break of day, before the children rise and play, before the darkness turns to gold, tomorrow i’ll be four years old . . . four kisses when i wake, four candles on my cake . . .

birthday candles one-two-three; birthday candles just for me! last year two, next year four; birthday candles, i want more!