The Passing Of A Year Poem by Amar Agarwala

You know it all yet like to hear,
The coming and going of a year;
You're wished and then you wish all back,
Those far, those close and all those dear.

To yet know what it has for you,
Know each one of us will get his due;
In laughter and a tear or two,
Like every year, it's nothing new.

On days you'll wish that time stands still,
Others to fleet if you had your will;
You'll pray and curse on certain days,
Times they'll be just run of the mill.

The year will let you see it all,
It will make you stand, it will make you fall;
You'll see birthdays, you'll watch death days,
Weddings big and gatherings small.

At the end you'll say time does fly
Which is half a truth and half a lie;
It'll leave behind in moments small,
Fond memories that you may spy.
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