An one more 'plus'

When I put cantos in a note,

Year on year to greet the dear

A ball more to the age case,

With a note, you are grown old by one.

Days of yore covered a series,

From munching the chockies,

The lovely dawdle time,

Now the vim and vigor!

A crack of dawn and the sun down,

The clock ticks twenty four rings,

Ups and down; either at a time

The merry moments and the torments!

Now when the one more plus one

To the traveled skies,

I wish a shift to a new height,

Good to better and to the best!!!