Years and Forth of Joy

To a hundred year and forth I see,
A vision of merry thoughts,
I harvest in laughter and sow in smile,
In ferocity I stay content and amazed,
The paths of servitude,
I throng open for solitude.

Oh and when the bells ring,
Of hymns and with triumphant voices,
In joy it sings,
The journey of sun, along with shade,
For a hundred year and forth of serenity.

With love you beget the wonders of life,
Cherry cheeks with ample fragrance,
Of tender kiss, hugs of warmth,
To a journey of thorns yet walks of joy.

In eternal spring we shall dwell,
To discern the ambiguous walks of life!