Lyric Poem · Happiness
Better Birthday Math
The candles say one number;
the calendar agrees.
But you can't measure someone
in anniversaries.
So here's the better birthday math,
the count we hold as true:
add up the love in this one room.
It all comes back to you.
Original poem © QuillOak — free for personal use.
“Better Birthday Math” by The QuillOak Editors — quilloak.com/poems/better-birthday-math
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