Birthday - Poem by Vera Sidhwa
It was his sixteenth birthday,
They gave him a party today.
It was filled with merriment,
And happy fulfillment.
There was yelling. There was laughter.
It was his birthday today.
He shivered and screamed on this day.
The room was too lit-up for him.
And two people smiled at him.
This mommy and daddy,
Grabbed him in their arms.
The infant was quieted,
And he was soon snugly blanketed.
There was the operating room,
Celebrating his birthday.
He was one day old.
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