Today is my birthday
And I am home all alone,
No "Thank You" for me to say
And no calls upon the phone.
I wait excitedly for the mail
Hoping now to receive a card,
But, that hope did also fail
The postman never came to my yard.
I have no cake inside the fridge
And there's no candles in the drawer,
And for ice cream there's not even a smidge
There's not even any drinks for me to pour.
I excitedly wait for my brother
Then I anxiously wait for my son,
My sister calls about our departed mother
And for the arrival of family or friends, there is none.
I am now very depressed and sad
I have lost all of my festive cheer,
But, once again I will pretend to be glad
As I smile into my bathroom mirror.
Randy L. McClave
It was, lost my brother in January, my mother in February, my twins family (next town over) had a party. So, only me, just wanted to write. Thank you for reading my poem. Randy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is how I've celebrated my birthday for many years. It is just an interval of time, clicking off revolutions around the sun since I exited a uterus.: -)
Only family I have left are in different states, since my mom passed, they don’t call or visit anymore. Thank you for reading my poem. Randy