Seven years ago, upon this very day- <br />Marked for me, in a most seminal way, <br />The beginning of my purposeful life; <br />Quite clearly I recall the enraptured awe <br />That I felt when your visage I first saw: <br />From that moment on, the inspiration I have drawn-rife <br />With a duteous appreciation for a higher power, <br />Hath proffered responsibility, from which I would never cower. <br /> <br />I lament that I may not share this day, <br />Though I send all of my love, and hope this may <br />Indeed be with you, this and every other day; <br />As the world's most fortuitous Father, no other may <br />Be more proud, nor gather more mirth- <br />Every day, not just upon that of your birth! <br /> <br />-Maurice Harris,3 March 2011<br /><br />Maurice Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seven-candles-for-kaya/
