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. . . to a brother who doesn't want me to sing "Happy Birthday".
    
Thu, Apr 15, 2021, 8:30 AM
    
Today is the birthday for Tav,
who every young chick he would have.
But when he grew old,
they started to scold:
Hey, on it your hand and more salve!

Thu, Apr 15, 2021, 8:27 AM

This day is a day to remember,
an event for one special member.
But I do not refer
to that thing in your fur!
Your sister's is in September.

Thu, Apr 15, 2021, 8:25 AM

The past is the past let it be,
for nothing's to be done you see.
Enjoy the moments this day--
A birthday say what? Hey!
Celebrate with us then we're three.

Thu, Apr 15, 2021, 8:24 AM

The future is not ours to see.
The wise wait and just let it be.
Now if fester you must,
you'll grow older and rust.
Shut the fuck up--with joy agree.

Thu, Apr 15, 2021, 8:24 AM

With my brother--like no other,
he worries he's like our mother.
But I can say with word firm,
(know I ain't like no weak worm!)
each is their own . . . want no druther.

---

and to my sister, and I also sang that silly song

How old you are (2019)

matters little after that last stage
when we embrace the day it comes--
thankful for this one more
when we rise, stretch
and greet the sun.

Miles and miles now:
full and empty,
triumphs and challenges,
sights seen and not . . .
people here now gone.

Know we had never imagined treasures,
along our ways in spite of wants
we wanted and futures we had to have.

With this date and day and age
and with these -stones,
we set all aside--
ah, much behind if less ahead.

These help us let go the grasp and grape--
For this day's sun and light.

Yes, as much a birth-day as another granted.
Count it too among thy expanding fullness.
Enjoy the life of smiles thus moments grateful.

We let go the rest
to die for the sun and light,
and time afforded.