A Strange Fact
Life is crazy,When I think about
Pushing up daisy's.
A strange fact,
Appears before me.
As far as I can see,
My carol and me.
Were always meant to be.
Picking up her birth certificate,
A strange fact was presented,
That was unbelievable to me.
Well almost, She was born
30th Oct. I was born 20th Nov.
We've always been close you see.
Her birth was registered,
The day I was born. Thinking back,
Now I can see, What I always believed.
That Carol and me, Was always meant
to be
I was born on my dad's birthday,
So mum gave my dad a present.
That birthday present was me.
Also I had an aunt born the same day.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2026-08-10 at 01:34
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