Jan 2019
Suppose there is a reason,
After all,
For why I grumble at dawn
Yet fall short to day-ify
The night
My mom never forgot
The time I was born:
12:48 pm.
I was born into daylight...
On the outside walls, of course.
I don't usually think about
My birthtime too often;
If I happen to catch this minute by sight,
I know then I am well alive!
After all,
For why I grumble at dawn
Yet fall short to day-ify
The night
My mom never forgot
The time I was born:
12:48 pm.
I was born into daylight...
On the outside walls, of course.
I don't usually think about
My birthtime too often;
If I happen to catch this minute by sight,
I know then I am well alive!
My mom has told me the story of how the doctor almost recorded my birthtime as 12:49 pm but my mom knows it to be 12:48 pm. Glad to be a noontide birth!
(27/M/West Virginia)
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