Another year slipping into a new dawn of grace
Amidst the chaos and blessings it inadvertently gave
Runs and stars filled the year in its charm
Made a bang with us taking on the Tamil stage
Life laid its ups and downs in equal measure
Gave us memories that can ever treasure
And sorrows that need to be crossed ashore
Sailed did we through the rough winds of relations
Banged did we against the unmoving walls of emotions
Met the most precious people who made our lives
Unfortunate decisions that were for sure to be shed
Few remarkable debuts that changed our thought bed
‘Life' is itself a great blessing from our Gods'
We have no right to play with it in the way I did
Burning the mid-night oil for work and my own-self
Days that I did not sleep but rushed behind many things
Service, Drama, Home, Health, Friends - overwhelming
With a full time night shift tedious work front
Passing away of people who touched my life
Silently shedding tears that no one could count
Finding few people after decades of loss
Making my life have new and abundant meanings
Leadership to the service segment of my life
Unexpectedly throwing challenges of all kinds
Losing the precious children of favorite orphanage
Wished such incidents did not happen this year
The ups were so big and bright that we cherished
And equally lows were so deep that could have buried
Yet, we know that this is how life is all about
And hence decided to handle it with grace and care
With fears and troubles left on God's shoulders
We did what is right at that every moment it happened
Keeping our faith in God and in our strength in tact
We left foot prints behind that could later count
But walked ahead with heads high held in pride
As God fearing and human loving beings of this earth
We know what is destiny, for sure will happen true!
Faith, Faith and only Faith in all good possibilities
In the Divine will behind the unseen veil! !
Looking for the new year with hope, faith and smiles!
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