Ornaments wrapped and boxed
Tree taken down
Decorations hauled to the attic
Transition complete
One epic celebration gives way to another
Joy over the birth of Christ
Joy for the birth of you
Such is our annual tradition
Pinatas with bats dangerously swinging
Candy spilling, friends frenzy
Trampolines, en masse bouncing high
Sliding down our hill on folded boxes
Video games and shooting pool,
Ice cold water and a bubbling hot tub
Bicycle riding, skating and jumping
Deck to build, grind, catch air and ollie
Scavenger hunts (photo evidence a must)
Bowling with friends, under black light
Basketball games become dunk contests
Trash cans enter, sweaty t-shirts leave
Hello Kitty napkins, funny cake decorations
Table cloth and cups in pink and light blue
All attempts to embarrass
Totally lost on you
A birthday near Christmas has advantages
Negotiation for combo gifts begins months ago
An iPod, speaker system, a bass, it keeps going
Regardless of size, joy, that smile, always gratitude
Family and friends gather to celebrate
Fun and foil
Candles to count and light
Wishes to be made, flames going out
Life like a candle on a cake
Burns hot one minute, smolders the next
Seems so bright, intense and warm
Then gone, memories seared inside the eyes
Such was watching you grow
One day a baby, the next a boy, then a man
How can time pass so quickly?
Why can the candle not be still burning?
But the tradition continues
Christmas makes way for your birthday
Decorations, just a few, are packed
Memories and hopes unpacked
Do they celebrate birthdays at Home?
Are there new hopes, new dreams to realize?
Are gifts unwrapped? Joys shared?
Each person remembered?
Time is a passing thing
Steps taken before eternity
A deep longing remains
Knowing reunion awaits
A new type of joy
Deeper level of love
An expansive relationship
Unity, we are one as He is
Identity in purpose,
Solidarity in praise,
Alliance of love
Harmony in peace
Maybe birthdays continue at Home
Not marking our entrance into time
But marking fulfillment of His promises
The complete experience grace
I guess a cake will be in order
A celebration fit for the King
Friends and family gather
As each deep hope and dream are unwrapped
No candles need be lit there
No wishes to be made
Time has no place there
All desire has found its resting place
