post birthday day

why is the day after
not as important as the day?
why do we move on and forget
to
call our loved ones?
Or, maybe, telling them on that
day is important.
We remember each other.
Fondly, with cards and gifts and with
hugs and hopefully, with good thoughts
as we circle back to our own selves.
maybe, every once in a year may be
too much to expect even more?