candles light upon a cake
symbolizing all your years
and with one single blow
a wish for mankind you will make
one – your first in life you’ve just begun
two- you stumble forward tripping too
three – you reach and climb up trees
four – you read and want for more
five – so grown up and alive
ten- adventure stories spin
twenty – master of your destiny
seventy – Sudoku if you can only remember where you put the tea
Today at Poet’s United the prompt is Birthday in honor of Martin Luther King’s Birthday.
Loved this! I now keep my tea in plain sight, LOL. This made me smile!
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I love this! You had me grinning at memories and cake–and then at the final surprise. This is a loving poem, a treat!
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PS: I had to look up Sodoku, I admit it. Got to find the tea and the brain …
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Hehe! And then… the moment when I wonder what the mind is like at age 70!! Clever poem.
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Would that the wishes we make each birthday could help to change the world at large…a most enjoyable verse.
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Thank you for this interesting poem,Leslie.
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Love your creative counting. Sudoku already started..before time. 🙂
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i love playing sudoku. it transports me to another world.
lovely observations on various ages 🙂
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I hope I remember how to play Sudoko when I’m seventy. Oh my. That’s not that long away.
Love your poem.
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Love the list-y-ness and the humor, too!
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well wishes especially for those who will see the candles on the cake at seventy but won’t know what the ritual is
gracias for sharing
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A very fun poem.
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|So fun -filled
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I greatly appreciate the enthusiasm that you put into this poem, and the style of counting down the years really is a great addition to the memories. The Sudoku part was exceptionally funny and ironic in my opinion. Really nice!
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The last one made me laugh…it happens pretty early in my experience!
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Ha…Sudoku is something I am not familiar with. I hope it is not similar to geriactric bowls or bingo:)
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