Birthday Eve

Our not-so-little girl is turning six tomorrow. It’s getting late here, the evening is drawing to a close, and we are just about to read to her our traditional birthday poem. We recite this each year for the children, and no matter how many times I’ve heard it, I still find it as special and heartfelt as when I found it.

When I have said my evening prayer, 
And my clothes are folded on the chair,
And mother switches off the light,
I’ll still be 5 years old tonight.
But from the very break of day,
Before the children rise and play,
Before the darkness turns to gold,
Tomorrow, I’ll be 6 years old.
6 kisses when I wake,
6 candles on my cake.
There is still much present wrapping awaiting us, so I’ll be off for now. In the meanwhile, here’s how we celebrated last year:

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