On This day, several Luna moons afore
The curve was set and I stepped to it
To thread the living’s land
And to earn a spot.
On this day, His hand at work, I coursed through the gates of life
And membered with the living alive
The walls lacked their capture fingers
As I shot through life’s way.
On a day as this
I yearly mark to endure and fight on
And lead another year.
On a day as this I am born
Life’s traubadour.
