10 January 2015

October thirty first

It was your birthday.

I did not forget
The memory stands with me
I watched as it came near
And as it was left behind.
I've said nothing
This is what was asked of me
Looking towards tomorrow
I don't know what is to follow.
There is no joy here
Only silence remains
But I do not regret
It simply is what it is.
I am not powerless to change
But this isn't mine
Not my place to change the world
This is yours alone.

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