Birthdays
They come and go.
But when they come, they give
A gift that lasts throughout the year:
My age.

Oh my!
My birthday’s here.
And I’m not ready yet.
I’m old enough, so let’s wait ’til
Next year.

Happy
Birthday to me.
I wish me many more.
Maybe I’ll begin to count them
Backwards.

My day
Was quite well spent.
I got to do nice things.
And even got surprises too.
Four times.

In prose, I’d like to say thank you to all of you who sent me happy wishes and gave me such delightful surprises. God bless you.

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