I used to
Send flowers to
My mother on
My birthday thanking
Her for giving
Me this precious
Gift called life
Since she’s been
Gone I now
Do just this
On my special
Day I want
To wish you
All a very
Happy Birthday on
Your special day
Whenever that is
I used to
Send flowers to
My mother on
My birthday thanking
Her for giving
Me this precious
Gift called life
Since she’s been
Gone I now
Do just this
On my special
Day I want
To wish you
All a very
Happy Birthday on
Your special day
Whenever that is
Just like rain
That fell on
Drought crops or
Late winter snows
Blanket brown grass
Your teasing and
Laughter brought me
Back to life
When I was
On my knees
You reached down
And helped me
To my feet
Showing me rainbows
I’m living now
More than ever
Fresh air in
And bad out
Like a billow
To a dying
Fire you brought
Me to life
Lovers are like
Newspapers crisp a
Bit fragile and
Temporary read once
But you Muenster
You’re like my
Favorite book highlighted
And dog eared
Used and read
At the ready
When comfort is
Needed or like
The oak under
Which I nap
On lazy summer
Afternoons your canopy
Outstretched protecting me
And so I
Start the year
New single alone
A place of
Focus and strength
Rebirth and humility
Humanity and compassion
Hope and love
I know that
This year will
Be a better
Year than before
Because you’re all
Still in it
Happy New Year
And yet you
Know that it’s
About our third
And that maybe
What hasn’t happened
Has before before
And that there
In that silence
Something new born
Idea: equal/good
And that began
All this called
Quiet re gentrification
Knock yourselves out!