Scott Whitby, 2022
Birthdays didn't matter
I was 5 and usually didn't either
That year I remember wondering
Would this year I get something?
Wayne came home, said "come outside"
He had decorated the bike l ride
My worn out old bike now reborn
It had streamers and a new horn
Wayne remembered my big day
Wasn't hard, why didn't they?
The only other time someone did
I got a model car, it was red
I think it made me tough
Never getting much
I think it made me strong
A little boy learning to long
All grown when I told Wayne
How odd it was, the hidden pain
That birthdays didn't matter
I told him though
That one matters now
That dressed up bike
It really matters now
I told him that
I said "I appreciate you"
And I told him about the model car
He said "Yeah...that was me too"
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