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One day today

My heart is full of sparkling wine. My world is full of river shine. I feel the tickle of bubbles on the tip of my nose. There’s a swell of hope, there’s a surge of joy. Outside my window I see it all - summer, winter, and the fall. Today doesn’t feel ordinary at all. There’s a glittery giggle in the wind, and there’s this shiny petal, a pretty pink. It feels like the upsweep of a swing, the merry tinkle of a holiday ring. I have a shirt with sloppy sleeves, I have a smile that doesn’t leave. I hear little phrases in a song, it promises to be such all day long. It feels like a kiss on the hand, it feels like water and shifting sand. It feels like a storm on the beach, it feels like the Orion’s within reach. I have some moon in my purse, I bobble in a balloon that will not burst. My eyelids are shut with Saturday nights, there’s my crazy fantasy on whizzing flights. There’s a beautiful, pretty, darling bird. And there’s me -- who was born on April third.

Comments

bachcha said…
Happy Buddayy !!
Amit said…
Hey! Have a great birthday!!
Anonymous said…
happy birthday
Anonymous said…
Happy Birthday! Good poem
Keep writing the good stuff
Mukta Raut said…
hey guys!

Thank you! :-)
anumita said…
So beautiful! Happy Birthday Sweetie!
Anonymous said…
Happy B'day cutie
Anonymous said…
Happy Birthday!!

-pravin
shub said…
hehe! cute! Hope the birthday was as grin-inducing as this post :-)
Leziblogger said…
Absolutely Brilliant Post! Happy birthday!
Anonymous said…
your poetry really touches me , was going through all u wrote .youy put things and feelings so beautifully. I loved it

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