0ne step, first gaze, one hello, - first we meet,
All starts in one, me say, ”Hi new friend”—feels great;
Me can’t know time flies swiftly in seconds flit,
Me not believe in luck but God’s blessed fate.
A friend dear to heart me treasure hold,
That first gaze to last breath, my gift sevenfold;
Memories, joys and smiles are priceless than gold,
Building memories of friendship which capital and bold;
Such stories to tell until me get old.