As you begin a new year
and ponder upon the changes to come,
With perhaps an uncertain fear
and questions, doubts, worries some,
Let me confess to you, my princess,
how precious to me you’ve become

You are the sun
You are my moon
You are the cool breeze on a
hot summer noon

The one possession I shall
always treasure,
I’ll hold you through rain, shine,
forever and ever

So let this year be filled
with hope and love and joy,
And the 100 next be spent
with this crazy, lovestruck boy…