Here I come into your world
And I have chosen to come to stay.
I have a lot to learn, to say, to hear, to break, to build, to love and to hate
My father will teach me how far my tiny feet can carry me
Mother whispers that her love will always guard me
Few can raise a child and raise his heart with him
But mine know the drill.
My roots will grow deep for I was born in a rich soil.
No matter how far I will travel on these once-tiny feet
I will always come back to hug those who taught me
That my heart has never been tiny and will never be
