A Day To Remember? Poem by K.S.Subramanian Subramanian

The memorable day is ever lost
In the welter of memories; until I
wake up with a start to a scurry of
warm wishes from the near and dear.
They seem to know me more than I.
Every birthday is a renewal of life,
taking fresh guard and wading into
the day; extending your palm to
grab the gleaming rays of the Sun,
feel the sheaf of light in front.
Easier said than done; but without
a tinge of optimism of what meaning
is the passing of your birthday?