Calendar contains date, days, week, month and a year
Calendar contains an age of a single life
Which increase with decrement in days month year of life
Calendar is the framework of life
Calendar get old when its age is passed
But the memories with each calendar remains forever
Calendar contains festivals
And the feeling of joy love and happiness store in the memory box
Calendar contains birthdays
And the surprises, gifts and lots of blessing imprint in our life
Calendar contains wedding anniversaries
And the ups n downs, love, separation and all reunification kept in the knot of memories
Calendar contains coming new birthdays
And the waiting, celebrations are saved in the bank of memories
Calendar contains past present and future days, months of spending year
Calendar recall the previous days dates months year of life
Calendar weaves many dreams of many people
Calendar saves the moments of our success and failures
Calendar knit the most beautiful days in the sweater of life each year
Calendar comes each year with a box of full of treasures of each and every moment of life
Calendar in our days in our week in our month and in our life
Calendar in our moments in our memories in our life
Calendar a precious gift we keep we gift..
Such a factful poem, loved it, loved it and loved it............you are so wise, beyond your age.
So nice of you to have shared this amazing poem in which you have beautifully described the calendar as a compendium of not only the festivals, birthdays, anniversaries and memories- happy as well as sad but so many other things which remained a part of our life. A quote: And the feeling of joy love and happiness store in the memory box
With the memories of the past as well. Thanks for sharing.
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I would like to translate this poem
[...]Calendar weaves many dreams of many people Calendar saves the moments of our success and failures Calendar knit the most beautiful days in the [...] In my opinion, the best part of the poem are these three lines.. I like the idea of comparing the happy days with knitting a sweater.. It suggest a lot of meanings.. Well written Abhilasha..