Musings and Poetry

My collection of poems, stories, and fitful spurts of creative energy.

May 09, 2004

Birthday Boy

31 is just like 30.
I guess I'm in my early 30's now.

Most feel their years press on them by now.
I'm embracing those years.
I want more.
I want to move forward.
Dwelling on the past has been too destructive.

I'm stronger.
Faster.
Smarter.

I felt the same when I turned 25,
30,
and now today.

Did I do anything special?
I sat on a bench in Washington Square Park
With two of my best friends.

We were quiet and enjoyed the sun,
The people,
Each other.

They left, and I sat,
Enjoying the sun,
The people,
Myself.

Birthday's are great!