#YearEndEchoes In the twilight of the year, echoes softly appear,
Whispers of moments, fading, crystal clear.
The dance of time, a waltz in the night,
Year's end reflections, bathed in soft light.

Embracing the echoes, a journey in rewind,
Footprints on the sands, memories entwined.
Laughter and tears, woven in the tapestry,
YearEndEchoes, a silent symphony.

As the calendar turns, a chapter concludes,
Yet in the echoes, the past still imbues.
A canvas of days, painted with grace,
YearEndEchoes, time's tender embrace.


© Muheyman