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Birthdays

June 5, 2012
By Anonymous

Years come and go
Memories are made
With each birthday, a mark is left
A wrinkle or two,
A creaky joint or a few
Teeth are falling out,
but what can you do
You get older as birthdays pass
Gifts are just comments
on how many years have passed
You were given a bike
but now, you are given a cane
Wisdom is gained,
for you to take to your grave
But don’t fret because no one will forget
These memories can’t be blown away
like the candles on a cake


The author's comments:
Well, this was in my writer's journal that I kept in English class. I really liked because I finally rhymed in a poem and it seems effortless.

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