It is a widely accepted fact that
On the aniversity of a human beings' birth
Said humans receive gifts
From those who cared enough to remember the date

This human
Is unsure how to proceed
For this creature
Remembered said date
Remembered said fact
But this human
Has not found a gift
Worthy of the occasion

No gift is enough
No present can be compared
To all that one human
Gave this strange mortal

It is customary to say
Happy Birthday
There, the words are spoken!
But no box in wrapping paper awaits to be revealed to the world

Only one object
Could possibly do
This human being that I am
Knows the giving of hearts is strictly taboo