Another year has now arrived
To prove to others I'm still alive.
An excuse to drink and bake a cake
And feel much older when you wake.
Blow up balloons and open gifts
Fake a thank you and think "what's this?"
Receiving fan mail via post
The ones with money we all love most.
A party is held in your name
With hats and streamers and party games.
You dance and laugh and have a ball
But soon the good times start to fall.
The guests among you commence with yawns
A few have passed out on your lawn.
They call for pick ups and drives home
some people choose to walk alone.
You do a once over on the room
A mess caused by a sonic boom.
You think to clean but just trail off
And pass out in bed, you're so far gone.
You smile softly in your sleep
Because it's your birthday
And it's your day to keep.
Happy 15th me.
Friday, July 17, 2009
"Happy 15th Liv." oh thanks me.
Posted by The Littlest Liv at 6:05 AM
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3 comments:
Really? It's your birthday? Hope I'm not too late, Happy Birthday!
Cheers! And Happy Birthday.
Another year is quite the milestone for some. . .
Thank you both.
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