The Poetry of Gerry Anne Lenhart . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

24: It Was Your Birthday

It was your birthday
It was my birthday
It was groundhog's day
It was any ordinary day
But no day was ordinary to you
So much, you said, so very much
To celebrate
I'm so thankful for my friend
You said
We have so very much
I have never known anyone else
Who could celebrate
Life
Each and every day.

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