In the restaurant I cringe
and my ribeye rare grows colder
when the waiters sing that song
to a diner one year older.
Yet I tingle to remember
how the sultry Marilyn
sang the same to John Fitzgerald
making every word a sin.
Happy Birthday
Published: April 1, 2009
About the Author
Wiley Clements has had work in Per Contra Spring and The New Formalist. A full-length collection of his poems, entitled Yesterday, or Long Ago, was published in 2004. He lives in Lewisburg, Pennsylvania.
