The day you were born, many eyes lit up in joy.
The day you uttered your first word, your parents smiled at each other.
The day you graduated, there was a lady who was prouder than you were.
The day you walked into our office, I probably did not even notice you.
The day we said our first hello, I found a person who shared the humour that life has to offer.
The day we read our books together, I was sure of the friend in you.
There are days and there are moments, whereby you will be forever remembered by me.
But the best way in which I wish to think of you is for me to imagine the day you must have written your first word.
For that day, you, a fellow storyteller was born.
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