You would’ve been thirty-one today

I thought when I opened my eyes this morning

then time passed, your mom came by and

some tears happened

and suddenly I realized

that though you may no longer be around to

grow old with me,

there won’t be a year where I don’t grow old

without you.

So today

you are 31-

right here in my heart.


Happy birthday, old man.

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