I can't believe I am here.
If I were a house, I would need a new roof, new windows and plumbing.
If I were a cheese, the bloom would be a mold.
If I were a bottle of wine, no one would be able to afford me.
If I were a book, I would be collectible or out of print.
If I were a movie, I would be in black and white.
If I were a candle, I would have burned and burned and burned, out and out and out and out and out.
If I were a radio, I would be big and huge and I would be blasting out The Lone Ranger, Boston Blackie, The Shadow, Stella Dallas, and Bull Dog Drummond, Hopalong Cassidy (sp? for all of these).
I would be able to go to the movies for eleven cents.
I would be forbidden to swim or go to the movies when during Polio Season.
If I were a dresser, a table, or a desk, there would be scratches, nicks, ink stains and a hundred memories etched in to my beautiful patina.
If I were a tree in a small village, I might be surrounded by a beautiful fence and be declared a treasure.
I am all of these things, and none of these things.
I am so amazed that I was once that little tiny girl with the small kitten:Barefoot, unaware, open to so much that was to come. Joys, sadness, flight and always coming back home.
I didn't have a smile there..too much concentration on the kitten,
but my smile is wide now and one can take a ride on it. That wee person is still me, though like a book, my binding is cracked and the words on my spine disappear.
I am at once amazed, afraid and so very, very grateful for all that has been given to me.
best to all, e.
8 comments:
Happy day. Late. I didn't know. But I do know what a difference your words make in my life. Love.
Happy Birthday, Ellen. That is an adorable picture and your words are lovely. Did you write them? I could relate to so much of what was said there.
Ellen! So happy to see you again! And happy birthday!
What an incredibly beautiful and well-written poem. I'm beginning to relate...Happy Belated Birthday, Ellen.
I love that photograph of you. So precious. And wonderful words as well.
oh, what a delight to see little e! and happy, happy birthday to that little girl that resides within the pages of the book that is you. what a beautiful vessel you are to carry such love, gratitude, and poetry. i think somewhere (i'm such an organized person, NOT!) i have written that your birthday is in january...alas since i am a cracked vessel myself i send these belated birthday wishes to you. love & hugs as well!
Oh Ellen - I think you've told your age! You've surely touched a cord in this old heart! Belated happy, happy birthday!!
Oh, Ellen...
happy belated birthday from me:)
My love goes to you..
Really a beautiful poem of birthday, love it!
I think I will copy and keep it in one of my folder, may I? hehe..
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