My birthday cake was ready
save for a lonely lighted candle
No need for shrill smoke alarm this time
greeting a bonfire too hot to handle!
No, one candle would do nicely
if only one candle could be found
And when that simple plan fell through
my waxen face melted to a frown
My second son leaped and hastened to do
a singularly wonderful thing for me
My clever boy grabbed the cake from the table
'Turn off the lights NOW! ' his one plea
A moment passed mysteriously, 'til he
strode in singing 'Happy Birthday' slow
Not one single candle lit on my cake - -
but the one in my heart was aglow
Maybe you need to know Me-hee
maybe you need to know Him-sy - -
But NOTHING could have made me happier
than my smiling boy's act of Whimsy! ! !
~ Thanks, Elisha, for making my first unlit cake the most memorable ever! ~
(3.17/18.06)
Ah! Bless Elisha's little cotton socks! ! ! How old is he though, Esther? He must be well into his teens if not older? Bless him anyway mind, and I'm glad that you enjoyed your birthday. Warm regards, Gina.
Kids come up with some wonderful things quite unexpected, and make the day so special. They seem to have clear minds to think things out and act upon these ideas that spring from lovely thoughts. A lovely write here Esther. Love Ernestine XXX
Sounds like you had a wonderful birthday Esther........I'm glad to hear it! Take care. Sincerely, Mary
Bless his heart. What a lovely thing to do - and I'm so glad it inspired you to write this sweet little number about it. Hugs Anna xxx
Esther, Did you not get the memo! ? At 50 years of age - - - the numbers are supposed to go the other way! 49 years after that you get to start again!
WHIMS MAKE THIS WORLD SPIN A WEE BIT BETTER ON IT'S AXIS..GREAT WORK, young lady! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
It is often the little gestures of loving ritual that make children and birthdays such a perfect combination. Thanks Esther for sharing your sweet memory and weaving it into such a readable poem. I love the word whimsy in the last stanza - perfect description of your son's action. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
This is a poem to warm anyone's heart Esther. There is no light quite like smiling eyes...your son's impulsive gesture is an act of pure love - what a fine young man he must be. Justine.
What a charming poem! You are so geniune, Esther. I warmly appreciate your artistry. Take care. Love, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely little poem esther.