Belated

Belated


I missed his birthday
For the first time
In as many years
As I have known him

For the first time
I didn't send him a greeting
With well wishes 
And a message that said 
I still thought of him

And missed him

For the first time
I let the day pass
Unacknowledged

And I wonder if he noticed
My absence

The way I always do


Every year


On mine




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  1. This is heartbreaking. And so very relatable. The anguish is bright and oppressing in every line...

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    1. That is a great description, both bright and oppressing. Thank you.

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  2. I love that you are publishing again!!!! Your poem reminds me of me too .... a love affair decades ago, it ended as he was way too young and ready to begin a real life. We sent each other birthday greetings for some time, until I ended it .. it was time.

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    1. When the time comes, you definitely feel it. But there will always be the memories.

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  3. Your absence is noticed…
    Happy Birthday Lori
    -💧

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    1. Thank you in advance. It's at the end of the month. I'm sorry I missed yours.

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