Tainted Birthday

For many , the world over
Its a special day , another number.
Many party , Many celebrate.
And that is great .

But on mine ,
I tend to reflect & be quiet.

The cards come , mum tries
But there's still the pains inside.
Someone very special , used to share this day,
But since he passed away.
The day is now mine , sole.

When he left though , the fun left too
So even if the sun shines on it , 
I still feel blue.
-Sad on my tainted birthdays .