I’m shining today
It’s my birthday
So sue me for my gaiety
I was born with this deity
To insure my place
Is in my honor
Always remarking on my
Family and friends no longer
Not today!
It’s all about me!
What I have to say matters
And I’ve been served quite the platter
Of testimonies and stories
Which one will I chose today
I think I might pose my way
Into my own sort of loose
Escape that offers
Me the comfort I offer others
You see I don’t know anybody like me
And I am my own best friend
So you see how torn I am between
Making my own stream of laughter
My very delight
And making a new story to issue
For the years to come
Ha ha ha ha…
I think this says enough.

Posted by antozak in birthday, Poetry