It’s a special day to be born.
Today, the twin towers fell.
9/11 shall always be remembered.
Today a Sargent General took his last breath
while a child took their first.
Two mothers cried.
Today Jesus died.
today He rose.
Remembered, the day
but not the date.
Today, you were born.
Today my smile stretched, luxurious
and the breeze tasted exotic
the hospital smelled like life
rather than the usual death.
Down the hall, I watch a small girl
shuffle down the hall, her hands
vacant and small. Her eyes were fogged over
she hadn’t realized her braid was coming undone.
Today it rained and a tsunami just hit Japan
tidal waves washed away countless lives.
Today someone is alone, with empty hands.
Today is your birthday.