it’s delicious to wake on one’s
birthday, make an early pot of tea–
enjoy stillness under colorful masses
of balloons, giggle, be a child again,
feel so free. four furry friends snuggle
in for a first party.      i imagine
the yellow balloon a star– and wish-upon,
knowing on this one day, wish-upons
will come true. then yellow bumps
into blue.    yes, time for prayers today.
heart stops when all their colors wave
pleas–             pray for us, too.