I thought and thought and thought about what pithy, powerful poetry I might post today for my Solar Return. But this, as it has in past years, suits me just fine.
(ps: If you’d like to help me celebrate my birthday, please donate a little (or a lot) to my dearest Cherry Hill Seminary).
See you tomorrow!
Now We Are Six
by A. A. Milne
When I was one I’d just begun,
When I was two I was nearly new,
When I was three I was hardly me,
When I was four I was not much more,
When I was five I was barely alive,
But now I am six! As clever as clever!
And I think I’ll stay six now for ever and ever!