The ungrateful Birthday Gal

The ungrateful Birthday gal 

1.Tap, tap, tap, I watch the wax melt from my birthday candle.

Decorations, people, music and cake;

Cynthia helped with the food, and Elcilia to bake.

I wore a knee-length dress in your favorite color, purple.



2.Something strange happened this year,

Like the story of the tortoise winning the race with the hare.

For once, I was excited for the day of my birth.

I thought it was because I was in ecstacy like a cancer patient who no longer needed meds.



3. Sadly, with my gastritis acting up and my voice strained, I have realized

It was all because you were here with me.

Am I a terrible dancer? Can't help stepping on your toes; we laugh.

Then again, I know I should be elated to have a shoulder to lean on,

But having my happiness carved out from another's chest is the last thing I would want.

It would kill me if you were gone.



4.I blow out my candles, smiling ear to ear,

Not wishing that you'll be there next year.

Rather, I would be happy then,

Better of thinking you weren't heaven sent.



5. 'Cause it's all fun and games,

Hair blowing against my heated heart, while lying on your chest.

I won't grow heart bones until you forget my name.

I drank a cup or four of chamomile tea to aid digestion.

Call me ungrateful or selfish,

But after this party, you have to leave.

Copyright © Rophine Writes | Year Posted 2024

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