Birth Notes

The mystery of my birthday has been solved Seems it was a Friday, two days before Pearl Harbor Twenty-six days remaining in the year evolved Into the most momentous for both my mother and the United States of America. The year was 1941, December 5, to be exact. Most people, I am told, were simply unaware That two days later our country would be attacked Father would go off to war which seemed unfair To fight for the United States of America. The year is now 2021, and soon I will be eighty My life is enriched when I relive this fond memory But it could have been so much better, maybe, If war had not tainted earliest years of my infancy Growing up in the United States of America. (modified Quintain with non-rhyming refrain) Written June 14, 2021