By daily 
Today is my birthday, but instead of celebrating with joy, I’m shedding tears.
For the past five years, I’ve wandered without a place to call home. Every year, I’ve hoped for a warm bed and a loving family to share my special day with, but instead, I find myself alone and longing. The loneliness and uncertainty of life on the streets have cast a shadow over my birthday, and the absence of a home makes it all the more painful.
As I look around, I can’t help but wish for someone to notice me, to offer me the comfort and love I’ve been missing. All I want is a place where I’m truly loved and cherished, especially on a day that’s supposed to be about celebration.
Please, hear my silent cry and help me find the home I’ve been dreaming of.