The first bat I played with,
The first cycle I rode
The first prize I won
The first time I hold a sword

The first girl I had been with
The first outing we had
The first trip I took with friends
The first time we went mad

The first time I wore a suit
The first time I climbed the stage
The first time parents hugged me
The first time I earned a wage

I may not recreate these memories
But I can always rejoice them
I just have to look at the wall
With those hanging photoframes