The Year Is Winding Down II

Another rotation is winding up,

365 days, round the sun,

Nature holds no cognisant of it,

It's a normal process that do occur.

Man holds it to a premium,

The mark and celebrate it always,

With cheers and fireworks in the air,

Setting aims and goals, that goes unfulfilled.

It's the time of the year again,

When promises and declarations are made,

With high hopes, but little zeal to work,

They pray for rain, but can't handle the mud.

The year is winding down again,

Another 365 rotation round the sun,

It's the same craze all over like previous years,

Nothing changes, if you don't change.

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