Numerous things took place,
some of thee graduated from school;
It definitely is the last day of the year;
But, not of thy life;
The year was hard it's clear
But, You are blessed if you are peaceful & alive.
Numerous things took place,
Few were hard, and few were serene.
Few left the world peacefully;
Leaving their loved ones who mourned.
Few got their new borns and celebrated.
Somewhere two beautiful souls got hitched. scant of thee got thy degrees;