Sixty-Two
Sixty-Two
For my birthday I want a parking space
open right outside my destination
with time on the meter,
more than enough for me
and for after me.
For my birthday I want free air,
free daylight, free night-dark,
free ground beneath my feet,
free sun, moon and stars.
For my birthday I want a holy book
full of holy jokes funny enough
to make God laugh.
For my birthday I want justice for all
whether or not we deserve it.
For my birthday I want another birthday.
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