Birthday Poem

Seventy seven years circling the sun

not that the sun took much notice,

and I’m not hearing any mermaids

singing to me…should I celebrate 

or mourn?

I have some chocolate cake and also

the news, so, it’s a toss up.

I just hope I didn’t love in vain.

Joy and sadness happen…everything 

happens…it all depends on how you

look at it…but don’t expect the world

to change…only you can change.

Trust the heart not the little voices in your head.

It’s the best way to get through the mess.

The heart is where we all began and where we belong.

I remember it even as my life is failing.

Sadness and joy are spun from the same cloth.

The heart knows all you need to know, 

cynicism aside, my birthday gift to you.