HAPPY BIRTHDAY

It ticked beyond the clouds
a page opened in a young man's life
a memoir of travail and passion
a bright sunny summer morn

he shrieked when he gulped first
clutching her feeble breast
he held on like a tree to her root
and veiled his eyes from the blinding truth

he grew to love his new home
every new circle a reminder of life spent
moments shared and love given
all and all, through gay and gloom

till that dreaded phase
when the eyes re opens
to a new world, a new stage
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ME...

YOU ARE NOW A MAN....
                                             DAP