It's Mama's birthday and she's no longer here.
I wonder if they celebrate birthdays there.

Won't be having a party, no cake or balloons,
no ice cream, soda or birthday tunes.

Won't be buying gifts to make her smile.
Won't be greeting friends we hadn't seen in a while.

But the day is not sad, no not by far,
because Mama's with God where all the good folks are.

No more suffering, no more agony.
All her days now are spent blissfully.

No worry over medication, the dose or time.
Each and every moment is absolutely sublime.

Doesn't need a cane so she won't stumble.
I don't fear a call she took a tumble.

Mama's birthday will be filled with memories of the past.
There are enough till we're together at last.

Memories of joy and celebration.
Memories of happiness and elation.

One day soon we'll be together again.
There'll be plenty of time for parties then.