31 August, 2004

To Gramma

Looks like convention will fail me, grandma dear
One of these days, as your another birthday draws near

I just hope I’ll manage with a proper wish
on something you say you no longer cherish

But if I can’t help being automatic
by wishing you a happy birthday anyway

Promise me you'll look at me in the eyes
and see yourself what I dare not say?

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