Growing up is a silent song,
A whisper of time, a gentle throng.
Each moment lingers, then slips away,
Casting shadows of yesterday.

We chase the dreams, we leave behind,
The innocence, pure and kind.
In every stumble, every fall,
We find ourselves, standing tall.

The world spins fast, the days rush by,
We learn to laugh, we learn to cry.
In every heartache, every cheer,
We gather strength, year by year.

So here’s to the journey, far and wide,
To the roads we take, side by side.
Growing up is a tale untold,
A masterpiece, a canvas bold.