birthdays

The singing of a happy birthday hymn struck me as
extremely ironic
as the table next to mine was holding conversations mourning death.

"the service hours will be from 4pm-7pm"

..but the line will last until 11:36.
They'll lock the doors at 3 till 12.

maybe they will wrap your arms around
the one whom only you met
with a cap and a blanket for the passing.

Oh wait, that won't be you;
that was them.

Nonetheless, let this shadow be brought into light.
Today is the 10th. The 10th is a good day to come and pass.
Today means 4 months. I am glad that I can begin to count months on good terms.
I am glad that I count on the birth of a new illumination in my life
rather than the death of an old glowing, sparkling bulb.