Champagne and fireworks have been bought.
New Year's resolutions have been forgot...
The 8th of January
a date i will never forget...
Energetic kids find painted eggs.
Audaciously going from place to place...
A promenade of candle light--
of commemoration...
Iridescent lights up the sky,
Spewing shapes left and right...
Thirteen years have passed,
With moments that will forever last...
Anxiety seizes my lungs, conrols my heart.
It grips my very soul, and rips me apart...
Happy days,
Wondrous praise...
I still remember the day...
when you gently took my hand...
Slowly creeping by above,
high up in the sky...
Called
To serve...
Barren winter enraptures the brave men,
who embrace the New World in courageous pride...