It is time to remember
A time to ruminate
Even as we jubilate.
Remember when we started?
On that first day when we shouted
Happy New Year?
And then proceeded to share
Food and drinks, and then sat down to write
And make resolutions, wrongs we want to right
Goals to achieve, heights to attain
And previous strengths to sustain.
As the year waxes old and gets set to expire
With only a few days left, an old man struggling to respire
It’s time to think and evaluate
How much time to our goals did we dedicate?
Will we get to the finish line, are we still in the race?
Did we run in vain, another year to just occupy space?
Did we make an impact, did we pursue purpose?
Did we harness our strengths or did we seek repose?
Can we say we achieved all we set out to achieve?
Or are we hoping for a reprieve?
It is December, the time of mixed feelings and emotions
Satisfaction and fulfillment, guilt and desperation
It is a time filled with laughter and celebration
And a time for deep and sober reflections
It is the end of a long journey filled with memories, good and bad
Some we want to relive all over and some we wish we never had
It is December, it is a season filled with hope
A New Year approaches, and with it a rope
Thrown out for those drowning in the depths
To latch unto and look forward beyond the present dearth
To a new year of abundance and bounty harvest.
(Dedicated to Yemie… she inspired this, even without knowing it… a simple act..)