Another day went by
Tis the day of my first cry
Tis the day I was born
One early Sunday morn.
Looking back
The journey was not bad
The trek was long and fun
But I enjoy frolicking under the sun
Had I grown old?
So I was told
Had I been a blessing
Thanks and praises I will sing.
Thank you, God.
For all that I have
For the joys and pains
Your love for me is my strength.