One day a girl was born.and she had not a care.
Because it was her birthday,and everyone was there.
With cake and love and presents, so many did arrive.
Everyone so happy, the party so alive.
But as the years passed on, her family, less in number...
There were less friends to greet,
Less hugs and joy to comfort.
She grew up knowing sadness, She grew up fearing death.
For one person who went away, Another person left.
And deep inside her heart, She felt a gaping hole...
Ripping at her mind, And tearing at her soul.
The tears fell on the napkin, Beside her birthday cake.
As she unwrapped the presents, Her hands began to shake.
She learned of love and passion, Thinking that, just maybe,
There was more to life...And then she had a baby.
Her family grew and grew,She felt alone no more.
They buried her with care.
She died at 94.
