Birth Day

December twenty second, nineteen hundred and fifty two.
A relatively uneventful day, not that I could remember
But times were good and people proceeded about their lives.
Early that morning I was brought forth from the warm womb
Of my mother into the harsh coldness of the world.
There short days later to be taken home and placed
Under the Christmas tree to surprise and joy of my sister
When she awoke that Christmas morning.
Thus my story begins here because I began my life's journey that day
And it is this journey that takes me to where I am this day.