Journeying through the years in a rush,

we seldom pause to look back on the path behind us.

As seasons shift and tides rise and fall,

we refuse to fade into the past.

People say thirty marks maturity,

yet we say: thirty is just the beginning.

When the familiar melody plays,

our hearts surge with emotion.

Three minutes, in tribute to thirty years.

Grateful for you.

Words are brief, yet affection runs deep.