To the first to the third, I may share a kindly word, to the fourth to the fifth, I give my tokens and my gifts, to the sixth to the seventh, you are just and you are reverent, to the eighth to the ninth, I give my my patience and my time, and time will only tell me, which of numbers shall be mine. To the two on the ground I reach to tie my shoe, taking steps, taking breaths, to fly with those who flew, to the ten, my dear friend, I'll always give amend, to the mistakes, and the breaks, to share each funky trend, in diverse, and alike, we'll share the hairbrush mic, singing loud singing proud, spinning wheels on the tandem bike, I cry for the world and all that its worth, and good company i keep to fill me with mirth, the minutes the hours, the nights and the day, its a big life to live, some big shoes to fill, but I have decided that I'll have it no other way.
