We meet, once again

Over two dozens times he met me.

I can almost remember the first time,

but not really.

Several times I was eagerly expecting him

and some others I was just knew he was coming.

He is just around the corner now

and I don't care that he is coming,

but not really.

Did he ever wished to come quicker?

Did he ever noticed me?

He is not too important to me either,

but I hope I will see him many more times.

Be welcomed November 16th,

and let me be a year older.