By daily 
It was John’s birthday, a day he had longed for, but the day felt strangely quiet. He waited, his bright puppy eyes filled with hope, expecting to hear those sweet words: “Happy Birthday!” But as the hours passed, no one reached out, and John’s heart began to sink.
He sat by the window, watching the world go by, his little paws resting on the sill. “Maybe they forgot,” he thought, a small tear forming in his eye. His wagging tail slowed until it stopped altogether.
The day that was supposed to be filled with joy and love felt empty, and John couldn’t help but feel profoundly sad. He curled up in his favorite corner, wondering why the world had seemed to forget such an important day.
But even in his sadness, there was a glimmer of hope. John told himself, “Maybe tomorrow will be different.” Though his birthday felt lonely, his heart remained open, waiting for the love he knew would eventually find its way to him.