The Birthday Gift

She lived a life of solitude
She lived a life in vain
She lived a life in which there was
A strong ongoing pain
She had no friends on which to lean
And cry her problems to
She had no friends to give her love
And hope and kindness too
She thought about it day and night
She lay upon her bed
Her mind made up she grabbed a gun
And put it to her head
Just then a ring came from the phone
She pulled the gun away
Her mom was on the other end
And just wanted to say
“Happy birthday my, dear girl.
Today is just for you.
I care for you with all my heart,
I hope you know that’s true.”
These words ran through her mind so much
The gun was down for good
She changed her mind about her life
And then she changed her mood
She thought about this special day
And what her mom had said
The gift her mom gave her that day
Was the gift of life, again.

by Kasi Navadomskis

Comments (2)

Nice poem...really wonderful.
Nice warm piece, Kasi, filled with positive feelings