A Full Hand Old: Five
A full hand old: five. Still someone small enough to bring home a fistful of field flowers with a heart full of pride. When I have had my evening bath, And run upstairs and give a laugh, And Mother switches off the light, I'll still be four years old tonight. But, from the very break of day, Before the children rise and play, Before the greenness turns to gold, Tomorrow, I'll be Five years old. Five kisses when I wake. Five candles on my cake! ~Waldorf Birthday Poem
