Today is exciting to every creature under the skyMy days filled with happiness and joy before that I may dieI dream with anticipation of all that can come trueIf I stop for a minute and spend time in a pewWhat shall I be as I grow old , something exciting something boldMy feet keep moving and my laughter rolls loud, as always I am toldThe dance has not ended, twirling , rocking and flying so free For sixty is magical ,stars bright , moon full , and heart filled with glee
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