These last days of the year, make me anxious.
For the time that is slipping by was precious.
Don’t want these days to pass, want to hold on to them forever.
For the time that flew away so fast, will never come back ever.
Tried to live in the present, as best as I could.
Still the passing time pulls me back as hard as it would.
Growing a year older with not much wisdom on turning page.
For some still ask me to grow up and act my age.
Don’t want to bid farewell to anyone or anything.
As I am content with what I feel and have, within.
But has anyone held time? It is not possible.
So, I shall also follow it, chase it and be sensible.