Eight
The sky and the earth gave witness to your birth.
Sun smiles and Moon nods, while you build your life on Earth.
Now you are already Eight in age; may you reach the late adulthood stage.
While you march the path of life, don’t forget al-Akhirah, your afterlife.
Save pleasant memories, they are your chest of treasuries.
Learn from life lessons, knits sent you to guide from the heavens.
Sometimes you have to let go, other times go with the flow.
These eight years have been awesome, yet your life is about to blossom.
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