Arrived here, she with her children twelve,
One after another in order,
To help us in all our endeavours
To evade all damages we had,
To provide us with our essentials,
To all the beings and things on earth,
To clean and refresh nature for us,
And to give us thus a cozy life.
As our mother with much affection,
As a janitor to care for us,
As an elderly to advise us,
As a Guru to educate us,
As a therapist to cure worries,
As a sister to always love us,
She walked steadily in front of us,
Paving the path for us to move on.
But we, the very selfish humans,
Destroyed everything, seemed to be hers.
'Twenty-twenty one will escape,
And bid adieu, she is going to,
Forgetting not, sure, to send for us,
Her successor, Twenty twenty-two
To help us well in our ignorance
And to hold much fondly our fingers.
I wish all my friends a healthy and fruitful New Year!
Hari OM
ReplyDeleteOh this is a wonderful poem to greet the new year!!! Thank you, Sarala, and I send you wishes for a safe, healty, cheerful new 'set of twelve'! YAM xx
Thank you, Yamini.
DeleteHappy New Year Sarala to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteThank you, S.G.
DeleteWhat a brilliant way to send off 2021 and welcome 2022. Such a creative poem, I am impressed. GREAT POEM
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kestrel.
DeleteA beautiful bid adieu to 2021 and welcome of 2022! Have a great year ahead.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year
Thank you, Jeevan.
DeleteI love this image of the year as mother, with the months her 12 children. Yes, we didn't do so well for 2021; I hope we can be better for 2022. I also like the way you put the blame where it belongs and not on externals such as the poor year!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rosemary.
ReplyDeletewell written...
ReplyDeletehave a creative new year rudra
Thank you,Ashok.
ReplyDeleteThat's such a nice way to start the year
ReplyDeleteThank you, Pooja.
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