RETROSPECT
The months trudge heavily,
The whistle is sounded, and the rumble is unleashed
Untold billions commence the journey
In different directions, with one destination
The weeks wind up
On their own accord
And the stage is set, with its props
Along with all performances and renditions
Singing their swan songs
The days come, with reminders in hand
To all who will care to listen
“Make hay while the sun shines”
Becomes the pantomime
To make or mar us
The hours will creep up on you
Stealthily, unexpectedly
Like a fast moving locomotive
You either shape up or be shipped out
The seconds announce their arrival
With a gait in their stride
Sparking a frenzy
Hearts and hands clutch at and believe in
The last stanzas of songs of hope
In fulfilling dreams, realizing ambitions
The moment emerges
All time seems to freeze, momentarily
We are readied for an outer-body experience
Witness to a myriad of past events
As they scurry to the land of no return
“WELCOME TO A NEW YEAR”
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