On my daughter's twenty second birthday
I woke up rested
My aching muscles needing
the sleep
the day just slipped pleasantly away through our fingers
As the church bells chime the midnight hour
I am happy on the sofa
She is next door
Reading
We heartily ate every spicy morsel of the birthday feast
Suddenly I think of Madame Bovary's flair
For fashion and fantasy
Stunned I realize
That dreams can be coaxed to
Come true
One birthday at a time!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem