Another Birthday

I walk to the kitchen when I get out of bed.

It’s the pulse in my life. It’s another day spent

You feel the time passing and you know where it went.

I’ve seen changes in people and changes in places.

Some children grew strong. Some old folks got lame.

And what about me? I feel about the same.

Can still walk up a mountain and reckon life’s puzzles.

Some people do smile when they see it’s your face

You still love most people and you’re not in a race to be

Famous or mythic. I’m just here and that’s fine.

Today is my birthday and I don’t really mind.

I’ve had them a lot. It’s just a new day.

But if you wanna tell me, Good Luck! That’s OK.

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