My birthday is only a day... <br /> <br />it has no meaning...no love...no spirit... <br /> <br />it is simply a reminder that I am... <br /> <br />that I have become to be... <br /> <br />and that has no meaning... <br /> <br />everything has come to be... <br /> <br />billions of years of becoming... <br /> <br />fire, dust, stars, planets... <br /> <br />it all is and it all isn't... <br /> <br />it has no meaning... <br /> <br />but for you... <br /> <br />when did man start to love... <br /> <br />when did clay turn to clay <br /> <br />and see meaning in other clay... <br /> <br />did man love before the men <br /> <br />who named the shining star Venus <br /> <br />in honor of love... <br /> <br />as I stood outside tonight... <br /> <br />on my birthday... <br /> <br />and looked at the yellow tinged <br /> <br />half moon with Venus trailing <br /> <br />it like a beautiful reminder <br /> <br />that we have become... <br /> <br />I thought of you, <br /> <br />and I swear to god... <br /> <br />Venus brightened.<br /><br />Coach Roth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-birthday-has-no-meaning/
