Poem by Dana Young
I don’t feel any older
But I’m another age once more
It’s not like there is a makeover
The day I turned 34.
It’s not like every dream I ever
Dreamed came true
Not like I wished for when
I was 32.
The day feels ordinary like
Just another day.
But I’m older, questionably wiser
At least that’s what I’d say
I don’t feel much like celebrating
In the normal way we do.
Not in full party mode
Like when I turned 32.
I kinda want a quiet day that’s
Filled with love and peace
And it’s starting that way
For me today at least.
I’m replying to the best wishes
And blessings like I do always.
Then relaxing in my bed.
There are many different ways
To celebrate birthdays
And I choose this way instead.
No clubs or public settings.
I’m happy celebrating with
my mom, peace, and laughter.
Those are my blessings.
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