Eleventh.
The instant the hand struck 12,
Tears from up above began to fall

A glimpse from 600 days or so
Our teeth said 'hello'
Our fingers flicked 'goodbye'

Fall came and went,
I saw Belle dancing with a ball,
With Cinderella's glass shoe

2 fortnights, and our feet met once more
And that night,
I flew a kite

Way up high to this day,
With words written on its tail:

"Happy Birthday sensei! 2017 would come soon
'Till then, hopper wishes you to
Be happy, and to have more time to sleep "