Contributor Series 11: On Birthdays
Mutual Birthday
By Lisa M Drago
Oh, he says, I’ll be 67 in February–
why move to a foreign country
where I can’t fly or speak the language?
Blue sky thermals give life meaning.
February? What day in February?
The last day of the month.
The 28th?
He nods.
My breath held, I stare in disbelief.
My finger points to my heart.
You’re born on the 28th, too?
I nod.
We’re speechless.
Astrologically improbable, but true:
We sweethearts share a birthday.
A wintery, lenten time of year–
but for us, full of warmth, love and cheer.
Lisa M Drago’s poem Egret Time appeared here in March 2012.
What a wonderful coincidence.
What a lovely tribute to the two of you.