HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME-POEM

 

It's that time again,

the time to be,

another,

year,

older,

born in December,

of 84

38 years ago

Knowing I have survived,

another year,

filled with happiness,

sadness,

grief,

joy,

and much more

Born in the year,

84,

December,

15th,

10 Days before Christmas,

it didn't mean,

anything to me,

back then

December child,

as they say,

is a special one,

does it mean,

more presents?

A birthday can be special,

no matter when it is,

but it's now my time,

my time to shine,

my time to be known,

along with the others,

on my day

I am not alone,

we all share,

with others,

famous or not,

we know,

we share,

a birthday with someone,

by day,

or the day before

Cake,

presents,

company,

cards,

what we all want,

when we get a chance,

to blow out the candles,

and for others,

they have to share,

on a holiday

Sure,

 It may be close to Christmas,

but even a birthday near a holiday,

is special,

for people,

who have to share it,

with one of the biggest holidays

ever

for 37 years,

I have learned,

to appreciate,

making it through another year,

even with all the obsticles,

I had to face,

now....

it's my time,

my turn to,

enjoy my day,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME