Birthday

Today, whatever the Fates weave
Shall still be worn with beauty by me;
Today then don’t let you be told,
How many chapters of life are turned;
That you are old, and so I am indeed;
Nor think dreams have waned with tears,
And talk of the youth wasted with sighs.
Tomorrow will always be tomorrow
And nothing will change, even sorrow.
But a thought from reason brings the truth
An everlasting and brilliant truth,
Which can, in spite of all smirks,
Open your eyes and my ears
To the evening star twinkling bright
With sweet soft winds fluting in the twilight,
Made of fire, spirit, and dew.

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Stephanie Suh

I write stuff of my interest that does not interest anyone in my blog. No grammarians, no copy editors, no marketers, no cynics are welcome.

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