On this day I was born,

The beginning to navigating to where I belong,

The years rolling by of joy,love,and pain and yet on this day one

 thing remains the same,

As the seasons change and I grow older,

There will always be time  for friends,  family and fellowship 

And birthday cake with maybe a present, a card or two,

Today everything is good, I can see the silver lining in view,

Because 9/5 is my day...we all have one,

And though we sometimes may have to share it's uniquely ours to partake,

And celebrate,











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