time
it always travels
on its toes
but we don't see it
till it hits the shores
but the waves
they always know within
that the endless shores
will someday give in

on this day
give me a gift
look away from the present
and glance at what has been

look through my eyes
at the man i always see
at the struggles overcome
and the storms yet to recede

and tell me don't you see
what a lesson you've been
to show the world digging gold
what silver can mean

happy birthday, baby! :* 

if today
light were to say to me
why the dark
chased it all the way
i wouldn't
defend the light aflame
for always
i've seen light slut its way in
while the dark
hadn't even tried to begin