Time is an intangible flighty thing.
Like a hummingbird, perpetually on the wing.
Flits from second, to minute to hour,
At a neverending pace.
How can one identify it? It doesn’t have a face.
But, ah! The thought occurred to me,
If one could keep track,
You’re sure to recognize it, whenever you look back!
Remember the time???
P.S. ~ A holiday is the time to celebrate, and may your New Year be full of pleasant suprises!