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Celebration
Imagine if
every day was a birthday
bedecked with candles,
icing and candy,
each day a present
wrapped in colored paper
all gay and laughing,
clapping hands;
each day a cake to slice
and hand out
on paper serviettes
The population of the earth
is over six billion
children wrapped in yellow
and brown cellophane
some even pink
and there are only three
hundred and sixty five
Party rooms, gardens, hills,
valleys, marquees, trees,
picnic spots, pagodas,
bandstands with birthday music
And those little voices
all singing, in tongues
as colorful as assorted
serviettes or wrapped
candy, so many hues
there’s almost not enough
songs for them all
One little boy came up to me
Please may I have another
piece of cake?
Of course, I said
May I have one with
a candle on it?
Imagine if
every star were a candle
handing us
a second helping of cake
© Johnmichael Simon
2007
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