I look up at the sky,
Wondering how the time flies by?
It’s seems like yesterday when you were born,
Now you’re 9, what a complete transform!
When you were younger, you were shy and silent,
But now you’re all extrovert and violent.
I’ll keep this poem short and sweet,
For our journey together will be longer than your tweet.
The memories that we share are history,
But this history will always be contemporary.