By Shawn Marc Carreon
The gift of life, given by thee
Progressing with no halt, as numbers increase
As we gather to sing a song, a nostalgic melody
Our hearts are one, as though a remedy.
As the candle is blown, a wish is said
Captivated in our minds, hoping for the best
Like our prayers that were once said,
Till our very last breath.
Progressing through life as we get older,
The march of time, never to be altered,
But such an anniversary is never forgotten,
A reminder of a gift that we have gotten.
Reminded by this as we get closer to the end,
The memories are seen, till where it all began
Such finite lives we humans are given,
As we reach up to the skies of heaven.**
