It was a long day,
longer than the Equinox,
longer than the Solstice, even.
My eyelids were heavy and half-closed
when I made back to my apartment that night.
Shoving my bag aside and switching on the lights,
people jump up and scream,
I am confused, only momentarily,
because then you come bouncing towards me
with a huge, face-splitting smile,
so genuine and warm
and even your slight frame knocks me back a little,
when you hug me with so much love.
“Happy birthday!” You say.
I smile back at her,
as she leads me towards the cake.
It was the best birthday ever,
even if it was a few months early.
Parvathi and are doing Rebirth In April in June. Yes. No, we’re not confused. Check out her poetry! They’re amazing!