Again a year passed

With change in my bones.

I’ve grown, but I’ve fallen—

Time seems to tick me down,

Flashing me with passing seasons

And small moments I wish to hold.

I don’t want to grow older…I hate the change it brings.

Can’t I stay this young?

Every minutes that passes, I wish to keep.

But I’m old enough to know I can never stop Time.

Happy birthday to me.