A Birthday Poem Poem by Ted Kooser

A Birthday Poem

Rating: 3.4


Just past dawn, the sun stands
with its heavy red head
in a black stanchion of trees,
waiting for someone to come
with his bucket
for the foamy white light,
and then a long day in the pasture.
I too spend my days grazing,
feasting on every green moment
till darkness calls,
and with the others
I walk away into the night,
swinging the little tin bell
of my name.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jerry Wells 19 December 2017

THAT SHOULD BE THE BEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE.

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Poet Dismas 26 October 2016

this is great! ! ! just the poem have wanted to read, birthday poems are just cool and this is the best.

8 9 Reply
Jerry Wells 06 January 2018

SOMETHING SWEET & WONDERFUL

10 6 Reply
Lady Serafina 09 May 2018

I do say, that I have to agree with you. I write poems myself, but I don't know if there good.

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Jerry Wells 11 December 2017

THIS SHOULD BE THE HAPPIEST TIME OF YEAR FOR YOUR LIFE

9 5 Reply
Adam Brown 09 January 2023

Nice descriptive write. I really enjoyed reading this poem.

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Bravin The Poet 26 November 2022

Grear

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Hazel 07 October 2021

I like your poem i wish i coulde join you

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Sher carman 03 October 2021

Liked the few lines I could see, too many ads covering it.

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Rajnish Manga 10 February 2021

I like the fantastic imagery created in the poem. Thanks.

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