Seven are the winters,
Of ten
years marked today,
They come,
They go.
Time now closes
upon us,
To trap us not,
and remind us:
That if we
start with ten today,
A lifetime
still awaits…
Tomorrow.
We change, to
love more.
And as children
grow and with each season wiser,
Closer we
become.
Together,
you and me, forever.
