Written for:  November 2021 PAD - Day 8

"Write a (blank) of the (blank) poem."


My birthday comes but once a year,
I wait for that magical feeling.
At old job, group baked cakes, two-tiered.
My birthday comes but once a year,
how I wish those gone could all be here.
Celebrants dwindle, less appeal.
My birthday comes but once a year,
I wait for that magical feeling.

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