Birthday Girl
We slipped into this crazy world and wailed,
now destined not to be the last we'd cry.
At parties we would spin and pin the tail
and watch balloons rise high into the sky.
All colored like the bubbles in a dream
and floating high and drifting out of view -
bright faces glowed amidst the candles gleam;
I wished a special wish that no one knew.
Out in the yard I watch the children play,
a party now three generations hence
and sang with all to celebrate the day,
now happy where balloons and wishes went.
I pray for them to see a day like this -
perhaps my birthday girl will make that wish.
English Sonnet
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