Blooming Birthdays

Blooming Birthdays

My blooming birthday is here again, without a by your leave

But I don't feel any older and still do as I please.

Round and round they come again and I don't think that it's fun

That every year I have to add another digit on.

How can I stop this getting old I really wish I knew

Down at the pub I'll sort it out with a glass of special brew.

Another birthday, I don't care because inside my head

I'm still young and free and twenty three and don't care what is said

So blooming birthdays can come and go cause I know what I'll do

I will keep on counting backwards until I'm twenty two!

                                                                     Hilary J.     February 2012