Out flicker candle fire

Another year — another step —
Is it me or do they race?
I was a child but now I’m not —
I’ve done things that I’ve forgot.
Never younger — always old —
Always older — on it goes.
And on it goes until one day,
The day I’m someone who doesn’t age.
Out flicker candle fire —
These years, these steps — my birthday wish —
Sit with me and rest a minute —
Let’s not race to memories.

Tomos James