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Happy birthday Bryan, happy birthday wish,

that same wish for years I've been wanting to come true.

You wander somewhere but I want you to return home,

I see it's too long.

It doesn't matter if you don't happen,

you have a place to return to here in my memory.

I remember at age nine, really vivacious,

I sent you away with my birthday candles.

All the hope was fueled into it.

At age ten I wished for you with every bit of my soul

promising to always be good.  I did.

Then from eleven to thirteen I cried

because the disappointment kicked in.  The heart kicked out.

Fourteen was the most difficult I let you go.

I've grown at fifteen, I'm the boy no longer recalled.

And so candles add a 16, 17, 18, 19, and 20,

those years I forgot about you.

I turn 21 next week and it's been eleven years.

It's you now I think of as I remembered my childhood today.

Wandering wish, where have you gone?