One Year Older
One year older, it’s so close,
Dreams on the rise, hearts growing bolder.
When will I shine? When will I see
The life I’m meant for, waiting for me?
Prosper and rise, it’s my time to climb,
Baby girl, it’s time, it’s time—rise and shine.
Poetic Works of Petra Fafina Marina Patrice
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