25 years done

another
365 nights round the sun
the center of my firmament

and as usual fall is rolling on
on the day i was born, someone commented
'my, it smells like autumn'
as I screamed my first

the tree outside my window is turning
the red of flames and I lie
on my bed, in my bowl of sunlight
and I'm happy, so happy
so content
wrapped in moonlight
and tied with a bow

my gift to myself this year--

life.

mine.

I am greedy for it and all the world holds.

--9/25/00