Treasure Island

Vera Sidhwa


Birthday Blast


Oh, birthday day,
I came out without,
A cone shaped hat,
And without any,
Birthday cake.

I remember how I sat,
In the cradle of my birth,
Or was it just a remembrance,
Of what I had read,
About the day of your birth?

It seems like the yelling,
And the shivering,
And hugs mom gave,
Was the first true,
Birthday of your life.

Submitted: Monday, September 16, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013

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