Isn’t that your face, decorated with devoted and cherished smiles,
The century you whispered you’re the best in everything,
Long walk to the woman you have full-fledged into today,
The road preferred man and woman took to raise a princess,
You have grown up, hopefully blessed than yesterday.
I know about motionless mountains trapped at the edge of your happiness,
All the obstacle you met ever since you knew the palate of yesterday,
Rivers that flew beyond your expectations and settings with animosity,
All the venomous fruits you produced yesterday matter no more.
Yesterday remains yesterday without interfering with today,
Today is the day we take time to plant seeds of honey for tomorrow,
Yesterday returns not, so be vexed not of all the trouble you went through.
The woman strength you had has now reached another level, you’re strong.
If there is a greatest day I should appreciate is the day God introduced you to the world,
I cherish much not the day I met you, but the day they called you Sarah,
Guess yesterday wasn’t much bitter but better because cherished moments were constructed,
And that made today be you in a special way you are.