Happy birthday.

The BlackShakespeare

Another day, Another year.

 

The moments are clear. 

 

There  are calls and messages too.

 

Happy birthday to you. 

 

There's no icecream, or cake.

 

To my birthday, I awake. 

 

Another year older. 

 

I'm getting the cold shoulder. 

 

Some (people) pass by and say hi, but inside I do cry.

 

These are the moments that go by with tears In my eyes.

 

I remember birthdays past, as a kid who grew fast.

 

Those good times, I had a blast and the fun times always last.

 

I'm much older now and some friends have pass.

 

As I look through times glass.

 

It's amazing to see!

 

But I say, happy birthday to me!

 

 

  • Author: The BlackShakespeare (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 16th, 2021 09:18
  • Category: Short story
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  • The BlackShakespeare

    Thanks, but it is not my birthday today. I have penned moments of others close to me who have felt this way including me at times. But in all things I give God Thanks for life and his faithfulness.

  • spilleronsheet

    I don’t know why
    But I felt more like this as I age by
    It’s feel that comes every year with passing time
    And I end up saying happy birthday to myself alone and aloof at times
    Well penned

  • Goldfinch60

    As each year passes the experience of life becomes more inherent in our lives and shows us that we can move forward into better times.

    Andy



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