There are days we would clamp together, there are days when we hardly talk,
There are seven days to bound us, which keeps us grounded,
Lost among the days and the weeks the year passes by in haste,
Lastly all the ends meet, one day or the other they greet.
Lovely as it may seem, the season gives way to the other in waiting,
Nothing lasts forever,in this world, no not even you and me,
But the moments shared are memories and will keep us afloat by and by,
We are bound by these memories for a life time, keeping the promises alive.
There are a lot of things we talked, there are lots more to share,
It’s that time of the year for new resolutions and dare,
Following blindly where the road leads, not sure of the curves,
Not sure of many things but sure of onething, that’s the future we seek.
Floating through two different worlds, along a sky filled with stars,
A gaze upon the clouds filled sky with the moon shimmering through,
Traveling through a dark tunnel with darkness around,
The moon’s shimmer was the only light which gave me hope.
Thankful for so many things, to the almighty with a grateful heart,
This year has been a crazy rollercoaster ride with bumps,
Lost many a things, only to gain a few which matters more now,
Through trials and tribulations, your arms held me and guided me through.