we hold him in our arms,
embrace him with our love,
buy cakes, cook lasagna, bring wine,
we celebrate his birth and the
years that follow, our bikes follow him
in a pace line, I am reassured by his gentle
voice, this man makes us happy
a surely as our taste buds love
the cake that Luisa has brought
for the party.
Stefano, you are so special,
we are so lucky.