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Aug 2013
Each month we rejoiced,
gathering to celebrate life.
Each month we recognized,
our achievements and efforts.

Each month I waited,
with genuine joy for others,
Each month that passed,
brought my day closer.

The month came about,
and still I must wait.
For the one who decides,
was not present 'til late.

Days passed ever so slow,
though I remained excited.
He returned on the day,
that my break came about.

My two days passed,
I came prepared for it.
Little did I know,
it happened without me.

They took the day I waited for,
blindly away from me.
No one thought to call,
and ask me to be part.

Instead, I was disregarded,
my turn came and yet it didn't.
This morning my heart was sad,
for it would not be.
Written on 2013-08-21 // Copyright ©2013 Jamie Johnson.

Each month at work, we celebrate all the birthdays in the month and have cake. This month it was myself and one other. The vice president decides when it happens, he chose my second day off (when we were all there today) and no one called. I was quite upset as I waited for a long time for it and never got to be a part of it. Though the Kate, in HR, made it better. She went out and bought me a piece of cake all for myself and sang happy birthday to me as we would in the staff room.
Jamie Lee
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