Sweet child of heaven
Forget the passing years
For time can do no ravage
To your innocence
The wine of youth has now matured
To understanding rare begot
Even one glass betrays
Your loving kindness
Your Birthday cannot make finite
The song of your immortal growth
Your spirit grows forever
But flesh must turn to dust
by Richard Walker
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Life Is A Miracle
by Wendell Berry
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An essay on modern superstition.