zird is the word (lizardek) wrote,
zird is the word

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29 for the, hrm...somethingth time. Awakened at 6:30 a.m. to flowers, gifts, singing, and the smiling faces of my family. Greeted with fresh-baked homemade cinnamon scones and hugs from colleagues. Plans for lunch in town and sushi dinner later. The day is looking good so far! :)

A Birthday Poem
Ted Kooser

Just past dawn, the sun stands
with its heavy red head
in a black stanchion of trees,
waiting for someone to come
with his bucket
for the foamy white light,
and then a long day in the pasture.
I too spend my days grazing,
feasting on every green moment
till darkness calls,
and with the others
I walk away into the night,
swinging the little tin bell
of my name.

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