Birthday Girl Thanks

Birthday clouds drift slowly

On the garden floor, a green apple

I bite into it joyfully..

Two autumn leaves settle gracefully

in the palm of my hand;

A light breeze

and they blow away

like the candles on my cake -

Thirty one - I made no wish!

No need.

My birthday,

a garland of love songs,

perfect and complete.

Illustrator: Rene Gruau