Sunday, December 31, 2017

Nineteen, Eighteen, Seventeen, You get the Point


If today were any other day
I'd be on a plane
heading to you with books
and movies in my arms.

I'd buy balloons and pizza
(I know you're not ten)
but I hope it'd bring back
the good old times -

of dancing in the gym
and soccer by the back gate,
moments of weakness spent
reading in the sun.

If today were any other day
I'd wish you a
happy birthday completely
unlike any before it. 

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