The Birthday Card

The Birthday Card I brought a birthday card yesterday For my son on his natal day It’s something I do on this date each year. So why do I want to shed a tear? Old Father Time never stands still Your birthday always brings me a thrill. Memories of the day you were born Just before the break of Sunday’s dawn With jet black hair and cornflower blue eyes And the sweetest nose, just button size, You were just so beautiful you see, I said “you can’t belong to me”. This beautiful baby changed my life I was no longer just a wife. A husband and son who needed me Just two of us had changed to three. Like the sands of time which never stand still The years flew by up and downhill From baby, toddler, to teens and young man Just like a bridge the years did span. A son of whom I am so proud Although I don’t shout it aloud. Now you’re a man with your own family And my three grandchildren, a thrill to me So happy birthday dearest son I cry because your card just says “Love from Mum” If only your dad were here to say “Happy birthday son on this your day.” © Barbara Brewin 01.08.08 All rights reserved