to hear the first of the cries I made
upon seeing a tear in my eye
it made you laugh, it made you smile.
The day I first feel the sway
the warm embrase, the sun's ray
smell the breeze at break of day
see the sunlight as I lay
Because of this day, there is me
a friend to make you happy
one to cherish in your memory
to live with untill maturity
This is the day it all started
all the memories that I gathered
and all the things that I have to see
this is the day that I came to be
--- mannoy
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