#YearEndEchoes

In the fading light of the year gone by,
Echoes of moments, like whispers, fly.
Memories dance in the twilight's glow,
A poetic reflection of highs and lows.

January's frost, a new beginning's chill,
February's warmth, love's tender thrill.
March winds carried dreams on their wings,
April showers nurtured blossoming springs.

May blooms in hues of vibrant delight,
June's sun-kissed days, oh, so bright.
July's fireworks, a symphony in the sky,
August sunsets, a gentle goodbye.

September's whispers of change in the air,
October's harvest, a time to declare.
November's gratitude, a heartfelt song,
December's magic, where dreams belong.

As the year unwinds, an echoing refrain,
Lessons learned, joy, and a touch of pain.
In the tapestry of time, each thread weaves,

© ✍️ Alisha1