It Is My Birthday Poem by Wolf the poet

It has been a long day coming
Seosons back my mother, a confidant and a mentor'
Brought me to this world
Still coated by the amnion sac
My eyes closed, evolving though

I took my first breath
Let out a sharp piercing howl
(Wolves do not cry) not crying out loud for Christ's sake
A touch of my mother's embrace
Cuddling my cheeks with a broad smile printed on her face

The kid grew little by little
Obstacles and boulders he has encountered
Despise and hate he has endured
But with the wolf's spirit he is now on top of the food chain
The apex predator, a hunter of his own accord

The kid, yes, that kid
Is now the big old me
Never gets old though to wish one self a happy birthday
I craft this Limerrick no i think it is a free verse or maybe a ballad or whichever
All i know is i gotta self pat on my back, saddle up and continuing grinding that what is left of my existence.

To continue building my Wolf's legacy
Before i join my brethren in the Abyssian realm
Happy birthday dear old me
Do not dim your signature glow
As a matter of fact, do grow
Allow happiness and the many successes achieved on the way to flow

Happy birthday Wolf