Birthdays and Bye-Bye's

Thanks for the birthday, mom

And really all that you did,

But it’s time to realize now

I’m no longer that naive kid

Who stuck to your word

Flying free now baby bird

As plants need water

So too do grown children

So shape up and face

This life you’ve been given

Do you see me, tired eyes?

Is there possibly the hint of surprise

I’m standing up for myself

Against God and against Woman

The creator,

The Lady

She which gave life to a precious baby

Now grown is child less?

Now adult, is that child somehow less blessed

And if I may confess

I was never too stressed

About blood-kin familial ties

So it’s time you become very wise

And decide

Maybe now’s the time

To rekindle something once burning

Who can come before a mother’s yearning?

Surely to see the child you wrought

Is worth more than tragedies bought.