Thursday, 20 August 1992

My Birthday

The day has come again,
I no longer younger remain.

From dawn to dusk I hear greetings,
And get cards, perfumes, and earring.

In the morning the kitchen is full of all sorts of eatables,
Cakes, biscuits, sweets, ice-creams, and vegetables!

The whole noon goes in the preparation.
In the evening is the celebration.

Everyone is busy eating the menu and drinking water,
Now you can hear nothing but jokes and laughter.

As the twilight draws, the Party ends.
Alas, I bid farewell to all my friends.

The night is spend in unwrapping the presents,
And I smile now and then recollecting the day’s events.

So, the next year again, on this same day,

I’ll hear them say, “Happy Birthday”!

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