December 31, 2010
2010: A year of firsts,
Of mirth -
Definitely a year of worth.
Vivid memories are
Fields of joy in the reveries.
A year of fire
And desire
To finish exams
And get out in the sun
Until the rain
Descends in tons,
With buckets above
Being constantly tipped.
But is it actually raining?
Dance through it -
Jump the furthest, Work the hardest,
Love the most.
A year of walking and talking and
Sorting through everything
I'll remember the people,
Remember the times
I wish I could live it again and again
For it's the happiest I've ever been.
In all my years on this earth
Ever since the day of my birth.