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With each flickering flame, my years unfold
Tapering down, leaving days of untold
Dripping memories, of past events
Happier times, still I’m not quite content
Candelabra in hand, a welcoming light
The fire, still burning, with no end in sight
Celebrating the day, reaching for more
Wondering what this life has in store
As closer to Halloween, comes the time
Knowing I still haven’t yet reached my prime
So, I’ll blow out the candles, let the wax seal my fate
On this day in October, 2021, twenty-eight
In case you haven’t figured it out, today is my birthday. I originally posted this six years ago and have amended it to reflect this years date. I’m off for the day! See you tomorrow ❤
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This is a beautiful poem, Dorinda.
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Thank you very much, Robbie ❤️
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Happy Birthday, Dorinda! Enjoy your day!
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Thank you, Erika! I did ❤️
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😊💖
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Happy Birthday ❤
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Thank you ❤️
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Happy Birthday to YOU and MANY more… ❤
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Thank you! ❤️
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Have a good one!
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Thank you!
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