Oh, birthday echoes in silent halls,
Friends in oblivion, memory stalls.
No surprise parties or laughter’s glee,
Forgotten I am, in this birthday spree.
No cake adorned with candles so bright,
Just solitude’s embrace in the quiet night.
Friends lost in the mundane, unaware,
My birthday sails on, a lone affair.
Yet in this solitude, humor finds a place,
A celebration unique, in this empty space.
Friends, oh dear, your memory may wane,
But my forgotten birthday, a tale to entertain.
So here’s to the quiet, the unnoticed cheer,
A birthday unnoticed, yet oddly dear.
In the shadows of memory, a chuckle I find,
For a forgotten celebration, one of a kind!
CREDITS
Zoe dress from Sascha’s Designs
Reema EVOX head from CATWA
Walkman purse from Lowlyfe
Dare hair from Truth
Stella skin from the Skinnery in toffee
Jessica Necklace from Orsini
Luna body skin from the Skinnery
Classic mesh body from Legacy
Image courtesy using Flickr
Kitsch Street backdrop from The Bearded Guy
Isabelle Cheren 