scene at Seven

I know Seven will be good,
but could we please say I’m Six
for just a while longer?

Baby girl with a stack of gifts
wrapped in silver and pink and daisies;
it’s a rainy day but we remember
that April showers bring May flowers,
plus, she’s not really a baby anymore.

No more babies in this house.

It’s like a dream, this birthday day:
the sun streams in, then hides again.

The cat swarms in wrapping paper
inspiring giggle and meow cascades.

Dada hauls the dollhouse downstairs,
sets it up in the middle of the kitchen
so all the new flower-festooned ponies,
princesses, knights, and riding-girls
can have a new home in the thick of it.

Mama snaps photos, bakes a chocolate cake,
leans back on a counter, sips coffee
from her favorite chipped earthen mug.

Can’t believe her good fortune, still.

This is the Best Day Ever,
and Dada told me that seven is lucky.
So I’m ready to be Seven.

Herotomost asked the Real Toads for a piece that describes a place in detail, sandwiched with dialogue. Here's a snapshot from my today, my daughter's seventh birthday. Oh and also, poem 11 of 30 for April!


  1. Wonderful description and dialogue. Sounds like a blissful day! Happy birthday to your girl.

  2. ...awe. Seven is still a baby. It HAS to be :) Very sweet.

  3. happy birthday to your daughter, wonderful poem (mine's also from my day with my seven year old girl)

  4. Yeah....how good are those moments. To be able to capture them with this kind of ease and clarity is a gift. Makes me want to go and take my kids to lunch...they do have a way of lighting up life. Thanks Marian...great work.

  5. Happy Birthday to your little one! This is precious as can be.

  6. So sweet,,,launched into Seven,,,precious memories to be sure,,,

  7. A fine remembrance of age 7 inside age 6, a doll's house and family inside a real one. Happy Birthday!

  8. Awww! So, so precious. Save this poem for her and give it to her on her 16th birthday, when she knows everything but has forgotten 7.

  9. How wonderful for your daughter, and for you, although you'll probably remember and mourn 6 a lot longer than she will.
    I have a niece who is 11, but I still think of her as 6. And a grandniece who will be 6 this summer, although I still think of her as a toddler.
    I hope 7 is lucky for all of you.
    Luv, K

  10. Thoroughly delightful .... like how Dada hauled the dollhouse downstairs, labor of love!!

  11. Late, I know, but Happy Birthday to the Lassie anyway! And congrats to mum on a fine write.

  12. gosh, this kid is just so grown up now! ack, but lots of xoxox too.

  13. sniffles and teary eyes at the thought of her being so grown up now, seven is so much more than six. Isn't it?

    I loved thinking of you leaning against that counter , taking it all in, watching the transformation happen right in front of your eyes.

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY dear Annie.

  14. Ahh...so sweet. Sometimes I hear the echoes of little girls running through my thoughts. I can't believe they are grown women. Where are my tissues?

  15. my kids are growing so, so fast. it's, wow.


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