In the cradle of time, we sprout and grow,
Like tender shoots kissing the morning glow.
Innocence blossoms in a world so wide,
With dreams as vast as the ocean’s tide.

Days turn into years, swift as a breeze,
With lessons learned and moments seized.
We chase the shadows of who we’d become,
With every dawn, a new hope spun.

Faces change, and so do hearts,
Yet in each soul, a child’s part.
The laughter echoes, the tears remain,
In the dance of life, through joy and pain.

Growing up is a journey we all must take,
A path of wonder, of dreams at stake.
Embrace the change, let the spirit soar,
For in growing, we find what life is for.