From sweet memory do we hold dear, all the many joys and pains do we give. To ourselves sweet newborns do we rear, in sweet wonder of life do we live. Of the sweet harmonies do we embrace, all the friendships of present and past. Always searching for the new smiling face, from an inner magic do we laugh. In a sweet life worth living do we share, all the blessed years and their quality of. Hand in hand on epic journeys we dare, from beginning to end do we love.

Scorpione