In the realm of youth, where dreams take flight, Lamat of innocence woven with gentle light, Hinagpis whispers softly, a tender sigh, As lungkot and tuwa dance in the sky. In the garden of childhood, laughter grows, Yet with pagtanda, the shadows disclose— The takot sa realidad creeps in, stark, Casting doubts on the heart's vibrant spark. But in this tapestry, with threads so fine, We find solace in moments that brightly shine, For with each phase, we gather grace anew, Embracing life's embrace, both shadow and hue.