A special blog for the WDC B-Day Bash Blog Relay. |
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Ribbons, balloons, and candles The atmosphere glows and sparkles Laughter rings, and people chatter As new and old friends come together My birthday is filled with wonderful surprises Lots of gifts and games with neat prizes Cards filled with lovely expressions Words of care and even silly puns I can’t help but feel special today And feel loved, like I am on display All my indulgences are excused Today, my diet will be abused All my favorite foods to delight I savor each and every single bite The best part of my birthday is not the delicious never ending buffet nor is it the luscious cake and cookies but the best parts are the lasting memories 14 Lines |
Expectations have never been higher Excitement grows day by day They both know what is to occur For the angels did say She will bring forth a son And they will call his name Jesus No longer is the virgin barren But given a child, still blameless Back to his homeland, They travel for the censor Finding comfort upon farmland Within a stable, they anchor Up above the sky so high From the east, a shining star so bright Calling three wise men, unable to defy The prophecy of this guiding light The virgin begins to feel the pains He prepares the manger and makes a garment The world has no idea what it’s about to gain The time has come; she delivers God’s infant They look at each other in awe, holding the Son of God They were chosen to be here at this special moment With baby swaddled in the manger, to God they laud Thanking Him for giving mankind this heavenly infant Three men soon appear with great fervor They bowed and worshiped him giving over gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh “Blessed be the King of the Jews” they clamor A birthday that changed eternity Could never have been done differently For this day has been planned from day one To give mankind a way into the gates of Zion 28 lines |
My friends want to celebrate my birthday; they’re always up for some type of horseplay. Despite their persuasions I choose to decline; I'd rather relax and enjoy my “me” time. Spending the night alone in my apartment, despite my friends plea for excitement; I find a forgotten gift from a distant cousin, wipe the dust off the box, overlooking the faded caution. I lay the cracked, rotting board next to my liquor, then the marred mouse on top. Did I just see it slither? No, I couldn’t have. Why do I sense something is here? I feel a chill in my bones, the air fills with fear. I lay my fingers lightly on the mouse, close my eyes and suddenly, I shout. It moved! I don’t know how this happened! I am filled with curiosity, yet so frightened. I look down; the cursor points to the letter “Y”. I feel I must continue, a need to comply. My hands attached, my eyes closed, mysteriously, it moves to the letter “o”. I’m scared to quit and, yet, scared to continue, but something within me continues to pursue. Letters creep to life in front of my eyes, with the last, the mouse halts with a rustling sigh. I read the words, something snaps within me and ignites; a sense of horror; “You will have visitors tonight” Immediately, I put the game back in its box. And suddenly, I hear three knocks. I run to my door, shaking with fear. No one is there. Could this game be that severe? I grab the game to throw away; but as I turn around, from the hallway, I see all my kitchen cabinets violently swing open and the cross on my wall, now broken. Another knock, three bangs at my door, I drop the box, shaken to my very core. I turn around and on my table lays a polished antique pistol. Frightened to tears, I get my friend on the line, “Let me come to the party, I think I have the time.” 40 Lines 346 Words ** Image ID #1806785 Unavailable ** |