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Author: | Larry Moore |
E-mail: | larrymoore@cebridge.net |
Date: | 1/13/2014 9:30:26 PM |
Subject: | The Birthday Party |
Message: | THE BIRTHDAY PARTY Birthday greetings, presents, and cards. Phone keeps ringing with “ best of regards!”. Candles on a cake, too many to count. Memories and emotions are hard to surmount. Age is just time, spelled out, in a number. Years, still a treasure, we all try to plunder. I try, to find reasons, to keep hanging on. I find many, but many are gone. A birthday without you, but, memories on file. “ Happy Birthday” is sang ... I give a fake smile. I blow out the candles, as both cheeks are kissed. Knowing, my wish, will never exist. I feel the love and know they mean well. It’s too soon for me, to climb out of hell. I unwrap the presents, “ It’s just what I wanted!” I really want sleep, where my dreams are not haunted. We fill up on cake and bowls of Ice Cream. I watch the Grandkids, their little hearts beam. I hope you’re watching. They’re growing so fast. I take it all in, hope the memories will last. The party ends as they go out the door. Only my footsteps are heard on the floor. I go to my chair and your picture I see. I look all around, and there’s only me. God knows the highways, I’ll just hitch a ride. With you in my heart, tucked safely inside. Knowing that, someday, I’ll see you again. Funny, with that thought, I feel a slight, grin. ldm |
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