In the embrace of time’s gentle hand,
Each year unfolds like a whispered secret,
Candles flicker, casting dreams in their glow,
A dance of moments, a heart’s quiet song.

Faces gathered, old and new,
Laughter weaving through the tapestry of years,
Echoes of the past, whispers of tomorrow,
In the circle of life’s warm embrace.

Gifts wrapped in ribbons of love,
Stories shared, a treasure trove of memories,
Time, a river flowing ever forward,
Carrying with it hopes and dreams.

As the sun sets on another year,
We stand on the edge of possibility,
With gratitude for the journey so far,
And courage to embrace what lies ahead.