WHEN TICK BECOMES TOCK

I began
in 1956.

On the 7th day
of the week as

...it happens.

At 7 o'clock
in the 7th month.

The 15th to be
precise.

Although I was present
at my own birth.

I can't( for the life of me)
remember a bit of it.

However my mother
was keen

to fill me in on
the intimate details.

Weight: a mere 2lbs.
Hair: black sideburns
a la Presley.

Manner of delivery:  breech
Song born to: Ce Sera Sera

My Da was a Daniel
and so was his Da

and so
was I.

But to give it a twist
named me in Irish

Dónall
thinking that Dónall
was the Irish for Daniel.

But Dónall of course
means 'World Mighty...
Spear power!'

What a mighty translation
of me that was.

A name I admit
was hard to live up to.

So my coming
into being

was seen as
a most exciting thing.

However
my life did not live

up to that promise
and now

here I am
as my self

and all the variations
of selves I've been

too many mes I
have been.

Coming to my end
of days.

I can see
the Exit Door

in sight
but not the how of it.

I hadn't even got used
to this me I've been.

Birth was such
a mystery to me.

Suddenly there
...I was.

And now dying
will be as much a mystery

when that time
knocks upon my door.  

Suddenly there
...I isn't!


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When asked what age she was...my little one would always say..."I began in...!" And so years years later she gifted me my first line!