#Clocks - A birthday poem

 

 

The time goes by
And can not be saved
Goes it goes; round in circle
And then we are blessed with a year
And we celebrate the day which signifies
The day we first saw light and the beautiful world

As the seconds turn into minutes
And minutes turn to hours and to days
We grow and take various responsibilities
But on our birthday, we leave everything aside
And celebrate the beauty of life and smile at our luck
Of still being a part of living and how we defeated death for a year

So in this day, we will not be terrified
By the movement of the clocks but by the joy
The moment brought and the tears turned happiness
So in this day, there will not be a pain, tear but real happy times
And the moment of clocks is not a moment of time but a beautiful rhythm
The clocks make and we shall dance with it like all our sorrows are gone with the win