Candles on a Cake
This is a poem I wrote for my children when they were young, or maybe it is really crystallizing a part of my experience of having children.
CANDLES ON A CAKE
I think that it is silly
Putting candles on a cake.
If the candles all fell down
You would burn it by mistake.
The icing would go gukky
Then it would taste yukky
Like burnt stuff on the toast
Or the edge of Grandma’s roast.
Maybe then a spark
Could fly off of the table
To make a burny mark
But I’m sure I would be able
To put it out with lemonade.
Not even call the Fire Brigade!
I really would; I’d save
The whole house because I’m brave.
Maybe it’s not so silly
Putting candles on a cake
Because without the lights on
I couldn’t see to put the fire out, could I?