A Giant's Cake

By Evelina San Garde

Each year I have a birthday,
When people buy me toys,
And mother gives a party
To lots of girls and boys.

I have a cake with candles,
And icing, pink and white,
With Rosie candles lighted,
It makes a lovely site.

Each year the cake grows larger,
Another light to take,
So if I grow much older
I’ll need a giant’s cake.