Better Late Than Never

Birthdays come, and Birthdays go,
Yours is past, as you well know,
Not really sure why I forgot,
Could it have been an evil plot,
I always have good intention,
Just too busy, worth a mention,
Better slow down, smell the roses,
Stop the grindstone, save the noses,
You’re thought ‘bout, more often that not,
You’re in my prayers, never forgot,
So I say with no reservation,
Gotta stop this procrastination,
So in closing, I’m thinkin’ of you,
One in Mass. and One in Muzoo.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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