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Eternal Rhythms

A Calendar's Journey

By NovaPublished 9 months ago 1 min read
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Eternal Rhythms
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In the land of endless skies and passing days,

Where moments dance in a never-ending haze,

A parchment hangs, a wondrous guide,

The calendar, where time abides.

January starts the journey anew,

A crisp, white canvas, dreams pursue,

With resolutions, hope's embrace,

A chance to change, to find our place.

February's heart, a crimson glow,

Embracing love, its currents flow,

With Valentine's sweet tender call,

We cherish bonds, both big and small.

March strides in, a lion's roar,

Waking earth from winter's chore,

With gusts of wind and showers' grace,

Spring emerges, life's vibrant embrace.

April's raindrops, a gentle tune,

A symphony on petals strewn,

Each blossom blooms, a work of art,

Nature's masterpiece from the heart.

May's sweet blossoms, fragrant showers,

Life's vibrant hues begin to douse,

In gardens, laughter's echoes ring,

As Maytime whispers and birds take wing.

June arrives with the sun ablaze,

Longest days to linger and gaze,

A season's dance, a fleeting trance,

As summer's warmth enchants each glance.

July's fire burns with fierce delight,

Independence in the night,

A tapestry of sparks unfold,

As dreams and freedom are retold.

August brings a sultry haze,

Golden wheat in fields ablaze,

A time to bask, a pause to dream,

In summer's heat, we find our gleam.

September comes, a turning page,

Autumn's kiss, a mellow stage,

The harvest reaps what we have sown,

And memories woven, seeds are grown.

October's winds, a chilling tale,

As colors shift and daylight pales,

In shadows' dance, the spirits roam,

A haunting month, October's home.

November's chill, a season's change,

As leaves depart, the world rearrange,

With gratitude, we gather near,

To share our love and hold what's dear.

December arrives, a snowflake's grace,

A time of joy, a warm embrace,

In yuletide's glow, hearts intertwine,

To celebrate a love divine.

The calendar's cycle, a timeless art,

Measures moments that touch the heart,

In every day, a gift to find,

A human journey, forever entwined.

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Nova

As an article writer and poet, I am excited to share my knowledge and creativity with the world. I bring accuracy and attention to detail to my writing, thoroughly researching topics for my articles and pouring my emotions into my poems.

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