Tales Of A Christmas Birthday Poem by Robin Bennett

Maybe it was because I was-
born on Christmas Day
that made me
this way

So many of my birthdays
were forgotten amongst
the holiday cheer
It never bothered me-
the day is reserved
for Jesus and for close
family-

With my parents now gone
I sit lonely at my in-laws
house where I am
semi politely ignored
Not one single
utterance of
Happy Birthday-

I've always been
the outcast in
that family-
What was once
the best day
of my life
has turned
into cheap
gifts and whispers
behind my back

Oh Mom and Dad
how I miss you so!