Friday, January 7, 2011


It was your mother
Who never forgot
Your birthday,
Prepared something sweet,
For you to eat,
Though it was the deficit
End of the month,
Offered prayers,
Took care
Not to
Scold you
Seemed genuinely pleased
That you were born ---
Though not many people
Shared her enthusiasm ---
Made much of you that day
Told everyone around
That you were headed for great things
That it was only a matter of time
Before the world started
Noticing your genius ---
Someone else has taken her place
Celebrating the day as much
Though making others believe
You grow younger every year
And freezing her age like her peer.

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