Birthday Cake Poems - Poems about Birthday Cake

In front of your birthday cake, you divide your life into slices, and each slice bears a face, etched with the marks of the time it belongs to. A knife on the platter is your portion, sharp edges cutting the icing so gently, like your skin, that you cannot call it violence. It’s not contrast, but distance, measured and...

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Tomorrow will be my fiftieth birthday, I've bought ingredients for cake, The ones my wife usually use to bake, Tho' she'll have things to say, She'll bake it for me if I agree to pay, I hope she'll do it for my sake, I don't want to end up buying a fake, Like I did on my son's birthday in May. It'll be...

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The birthday cake melted into a sloppy pile Making the old lady give up a rare toothless smile She had told the baker to add starch which he would not do Now the sloppy birthday cake was a river of goo...

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The bakery was closed family only an echo of long ago no mementos of love loneliness built into my spinal chord musical notes exposing a weeping child within an old man a broken guitar sits on the floor The grave yard across the street beckons the next day a friend brings birthday candles it took only one match to burn down the rest of my life...

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Have some birthday cake Ellie said to her cousin Myra. He asked what it tasted like. This was 1931, it was a worldwide depression. We did not often have cake. Especially cake with frosting. Come here, she said. Giving him a taste of the icing with her finger. His brown eyes lit up as if it was a magical day. Maybe the world...

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Out came the lovely birthday cake dessert; her husband held it up for us to see, while daughter glanced around- so mystified, as we approved her pretty cake- did blurt- "Please, someone read what is inscribed for me," she sighed! Presumed, was "Happy Birthday" written there- but- "Lynn's Having A Baby," they replied! This...

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Panting, running, paying, fuming, Bumping, swearing, hurrying, driving, All because today is the thirty first Of the month, why are we all nigh to burst! Got to buy groceries, go the butcher The dry cleaners, the florist, the baker, Did i turn on the slow cooker? Have guests coming at 8.00p.m still On the road, home in 15 minutes – phone Will, Darling, Did...

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The Candles on the Birthday Cake By Franklin Price 4/23/2019 The Candles on the birthday cake One for each and every year We light them just to blow them out With friends and family near When young, it makes us happy Blowing candles not a feat Can put them out with just one breath Don't have to watch the cake we eat Years pass by and...

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R-oses delivered to you A-re wrapped in total thrill; C-ake for your birthday H-as erased the coldest chill. E-legance of the red roses L-ets your heart truly glow; L-ittle cut of sweet cake E-ases the pain and sorrow. B-ouquet of lovely roses O-ffers a million mirth; N-ovember fourth morn, cake causes joy to your birth. C-rimson roses from me U-se their scent to comfort;...

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He eyes the candle, reaches out To touch the flame it’s bringing, But someone quickly blows it out; Then everyone starts singing. The brightly frosted cake is pushed To where his little fingers Cannot avoid some contact And those gooey frosting bringers Then find their way to cheeks and chin And finally, to lips, Resulting in repeated dipping Of the fingertips. The birthday face is nicely smeared With...

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I lit every candle on your birthday cake But I didn’t realize how long it would take And when I got back to where I had begun The first one I’d lit could no longer be found So I started over and lit them in pairs But that made no difference so I grabbed my spares I tried them again only...

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My Teenage Birthday Cake When I was a teenager a long time ago, there was a dessert to which I could not say no. I can’t say the reason why it had seemed so great, for it’s not a cake that I’m craving as of late. Those times when my birthday came, I begged Mom to make -not chocolate or carrot - but angel food cake! Mother made...

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In front of your door I paced, Stooped down and retied My shoelace, 13- the number That was glazed, Rung your doorbell since your keys Had been replaced. Once the door opens In a haste, And you'll stare at it In amaze, With a motive of A nutcase, I'll smash a birthday cake Right in your face....

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A cake on white bed, With a greeting card on it, A happy birthday!...

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I’m happy and contented, I feel like I could burst. When the cake came out, I got my mitts in first. Some call me a glutton, others say I’m speedy. Actually, I’m just smart, energetic and speedy. I hope that on your birthday, you somehow get the urge. According to my book, it’s your turn to splurge!...

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