I Forgot My Own Birthday
Just a few days ago
Someone -
I didn't know him that well,
I sort of considered him to be an extension of my family,
like an uncle, or maybe an older cousin -
cryptically told me that there was a special day coming up next week.
I was clueless as to what he was talking about.
A party?
Someone getting engaged, or even married?
I had no idea what he was hinting at.
Your Birthday.
Oh, my word.
I completely forgot.
How old am I even turning?
Maybe, just maybe I can have the day off
so I don't have to stand up in front of 200 people
While they sing to me.
Yeah, fat chance of that ever happening.
Oh, well.
At least it's only once a year.
And I know of at least one person who is sending me a card.
Copyright © Gloriaelisabeth Phero | Year Posted 2021
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