My Birthday! what a different sound
That word had in my youthful ears;
And how each time the day comes round,
Less and less white its mark appears.


The Book of Georgian Verse (1909)


My Birthday! what a different sound That word had in my youthful ears; And how each time the day comes round, Less and less white its mark appears.

My Birthday! what a different sound That word had in my youthful ears; And how each time the day comes round, Less and less white its mark appears.

My Birthday! what a different sound That word had in my youthful ears; And how each time the day comes round, Less and less white its mark appears.

My Birthday! what a different sound That word had in my youthful ears; And how each time the day comes round, Less and less white its mark appears.