It’s an early morning
And petals of roses
Are smiling at me
Together with shy
Beams of sunlight
So I just smile
Back at them
It’s an early afternoon
And the trees
Are talking to me
By shivering their leaves
While the moss and heath
Create a perfect
Imprint of nature
It’s an early evening
And I’m leaving
The former home
Of my childhood
Heading towards
A phase of “hood”
Which recently has settled
In my joyful heart
Whispering “happy birthday”