The village park community room popped
Rented tables covered with blue cloths
Yellow daffodils centerpieces
My Aunt Phyllis brought.
The Whole Food salmon aromas
Filled the air.
Sunset hovered over the pool
Sixty friends, relatives and work mates
Honored me for my 50th birthday.
The dead haunt me
From this life cycle event-
Mom, Sandy, Florence, Paul, Lynn and Renee.
Why do I have to dwell?
Might be the last time I would see them
I loved performing
Did my lip synching of Barry Manilow’s
Who Needs to Dream When There Is You?
After a short speech thanking everyone.
I was a closeted writer at the time.