Can I send birthday greetings into the air?
Where do they go, when they're sent to Nowhere?
No heaven, no hell, no fairytale
Just lost words fading into the imprint of your chair.
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Poeticpayne (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: You only managed to see 63........\r\n\r\nHappy 64th birthday daddy.
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But those words came from your heart and the deed is done. More important than the words themselves is the emotion which created them. You know where that resides, you know how real it is and how strong it is.
That emotion will mature with time and you will find one day it has become a foundation of the strength with which you survive in this life of ups and downs.
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