originally written on 13th January 2017
Today marks another spin
Of this doting planet Earth;
Round the ball of fire,
The haughty ardent star.
A revolution has been completed,
From when it had all toppled down;
When a revolution had incited-
Within my naive fragile heart.
Today it was, today it is
When you became a part of this world;
And it was this day
When you also entered mine.
Since cupcakes have gotten
A little too clichéd;
And the candle’s warmth
Has long left our lives,
I send you today
Something so different.
A miniscule of what I gathered
Over all this time.
Gray and dark, heavy clouds
I hope the cold wind carries them fast;
I hope the present arrives on time,
Which I send you from miles afar.
Your favourite ones, as you once told;
Emissary of the colds and heavy rains.
They’ll save you the drudgery of unwrapping
By unleashing what they can’t sustain.
And while you drench yourself wet,
Please do say a prayer or two;
For the dried salt trails,
That map my parched cheeks in rue.
For birthdays come and birthdays go,
But each time not a star is born
And this one clings so close to heart
For teaching and leaving me forlorn
That shooting stars are not wished for
But that they are only wished upon.