There's 365 days in a year,
all dependent of the orbit of this sphere.
As we spin round and round,
stuck to the ground, we are unaware of seconds slipping by.
Just someone saying 'Hi' could have made your day,
if you listened.
The world is sliver glistened, as millions of waves
go by and by in the 365 days.
Ah, most everyone likes the birthdays, even if they
are just closer to death, they are times to celebrate-
it's your special date.
So many children in this world, most simply fade to nothing when they die, no one else to remember them except those that said goodbye.
Others may appear in news, or whatever you please, but we all share the common things,
a will to live if it's to live happily.

And honestly, I was born on Mothers day, and it's different every year, todays my birthday, and I'm glad that it's appeared. But sometimes I wonder if and my brother were my mothers gift or curse,
after all, pregnancy HURTS!