I remember when
all the lights went out in our house,
due to an unpaid electricity bill.
All my sister & I
could find in the house
were birthday candles.
But each time my mom would light one,
one of us would make a wish
& blow it out.
Mom got angry & told us to sing a song instead,
so we sang happy birthday to the dark
iii. Parenthetically, a box of birthday candles are a box of untapped wishes