it is 6am
on my 21st birthday
and i am raring to go
excited and eager
as the time comes nearer
to seeing my friends
though this day marks
another year of life
another year away
from being a child
my birthday smile
is just as wild
i still cannot wait
and i don’t think
that will ever change
21 years completed
i praise my God
for getting me through them
for teaching me
how to turn grief
into poetry
this year
i know it, you see
i will make it to the next
and sit here
at 6am
with excitement embedded
within the knots in my chest
i still feel like a child
it’s what i do best
i am celebrating
all the years before
and with a blow of candles
i am welcoming more.
06:12am - 28/06/25
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Author:
Chloe Sellers (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: June 29th, 2025 10:42
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
A poem of celebration not just of time passed but of growth and maturity. Well done
thank you!!
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