It’s my birthday soon.
20th of February.
I add another year to the
endless list of those already passed.
I add more anecdotes and experiences to the
overflowing collection I already have.
I add another pair of socks to the
poor drawer that detests the sight of them.
What’s more, I add myself to the
day that celebrates me.
For even if I don’t care for it all,
it’s polite to pretend that I do.
Well happy sock day then, I wonder if they come out at night and dance by moonlight the happy Sock fandango
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well happy birth day then wish you ever best luck.. nice poem...well done Luwi