I start my flow on jan first

I flow through all rivers

I drive through all the busy road

I walk through all path ways

 

People give many thing

Sad 2017

Happy 2017

Dry 2017

 

I get older and older

By day by day

By month and month

When I enter, Every one

Wishes “Happy 2017”

When I exit, Every one

Just pushes me outside.

 

Sparkling  star welcome me

Tears and sadness exit

When I pass

I am just a memory card

For all living

 

Special days, special events

My gift and pleasure

But, from first to last

I have to carry

A HUGE BUNDLE OF THINGS

Remember, Remember

-Sara Jasmine

 

 

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