As days turn to years,
And hopes become tears,
I'll meet my fears
And wish to them "cheers"
For all these souvenirs,
Sights of new frontiers,
And kind words to my ears,
All from mere volunteers.
None dare interferes
With sneers, jests, or jeers
For the truth just reveres,
My dream always endears,
For love always perseveres
And my hope reappears
