In the garden of time, where the seasons have turned,
Each moment a petal, some vibrant, some burned.
Childhood’s sweet laughter, a melody bright,
Dreams danced like fireflies, flickering light.
Adventures unfurling like sails in the breeze,
Mountains I’ve climbed, with the greatest of ease.
Valleys have whispered their secrets so deep,
In shadows of doubt, I’ve learned how to leap.
Friendships like constellations, bright in the night,
Some faded like stars, but I hold them still tight.
The tapestry woven with threads of my heart,
Each joy and each sorrow, a delicate part.
Lessons like rivers have carved through my soul,
Forging the path to a sense of the whole.
With every hard chapter, a page turned with grace,
Through laughter and tears, I’ve embraced every space.
So here in this moment, I stand, I reflect,
A mosaic of years, with each piece I select.
With hope as my compass, I look to the skies,
For life’s just beginning, with endless replies.
In the garden of time, where the seasons have turned,
Each moment a petal, some vibrant, some burned.
Childhood’s sweet laughter, a melody bright,
Dreams danced like fireflies, flickering light.
Adventures unfurling like sails in the breeze,
Mountains I’ve climbed, with the greatest of ease.
Valleys have whispered their secrets so deep,
In shadows of doubt, I’ve learned how to leap.
Friendships like constellations, bright in the night,
Some faded like stars, but I hold them still tight.
The tapestry woven with threads of my heart,
Each joy and each sorrow, a delicate part.
Lessons like rivers have carved through my soul,
Forging the path to a sense of the whole.
With every hard chapter, a page turned with grace,
Through laughter and tears, I’ve embraced every space.
So here in this moment, I stand, I reflect,
A mosaic of years, with each piece I select.
With hope as my compass, I look to the skies,
For life’s just beginning, with endless replies.