The Perfect Birthday Gift (or The Lament of the Birthday-phobic Geminis)

It’s that birthday buisness
that once a year day-

of glitter and gushing
all tied up with bows,
and kitch guilded cakes
and treats stacked up
attention and celebrating
all directed at you-
and make a wish now
and it’ll come true.

It’s clothes worn for best
and special food time
Balloons and banners
and jaw-aching smiles,
phonecalls aplenty
cards dropping like hail,
and packages, parcels
excitement without fail.

It’s bright, bold and glitzy
it’s loud party time
and different and special
and exhausting and loud-
it’s that birthday business
you can do whatever you want!

Well, sort of…
As long as…

So, can it just be normal?
That’s what I’d like.
Can it not be special
because I like quiet,
and not really the fuss
or the visitors or cards.
I don’t really need presents
and the phonecalls are annoying.
I’m good with every day.
This glitz is cringe actually.
Cakes’s ok, but I’d rather an icecream-
you know, it’s 25 degees outside?
And I love my slouchy clothes.
If it’s my day, can’t I just…

Absolutely. Yes.

Author: Lowrey E. Gray

Usually found with a cup of tea, a pet or a book, I am most content with life's humble gifts. A catch up with friends and home baked cakes is my idea of bliss. My heart beats where my family are close but my soul will always be in that place between sunset and sunrise. 💚

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