Birthday
There's a joy contagious to this day
I think to myself
You're one year old today
They say to me
I know little of years, months, days
I think to myself
You bring light to our days
They say to me
Some time ago
Before the world began
The day of my birth
Was set forth
They call today
A celebration
My family looks back
As we look forward
The sacraments of days
Are brought to table
It does seem strange
To say we honor
The Maker of the stars
With candles, cake,
Drinks, and ice cream.
But we remember
And give thanks.
All the gifts of
The year gone past
Are strewn across the path
Of grace breathed forth
Before the foundation
Of all the ages
With courage and love
We confess anew:
This is a day of hope.
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