Birthdays to me are always dear,
Anticipation builds till the day is here,
I always wish it were perfect,
As, joy into it, I try to inject.
Now, as I age, as I get older,
I wonder if I should give it the cold shoulder,
Still, I would like to have it my way,
And, keep it as my special day!
Wishes, I want to have,
Gifts that I can always save,
Nothing fancy, just from the heart,
To make it beautiful, plays its part!