Four... then 5!!

When I have said my evening prayer,
And my clothes are folded on the chair,

And my mother switches off the light,
I'll still be four years old tonight.

But, from the very break of day,
Before the children rise and play,

Before the darkness turns to gold,
Tomorrow, I'll be five years old.

Five kisses when I wake,
Five candles on my cake!

--M. Meyer Kort