By Anna Maria Sprzęczka-Stępień- Poland
Everything flows - pantha rhei
Everything alters with passing time
And here we have again the final month
Another year is coming to an end.
Was this one happy? Or maybe sad?
Was it good? Or was it bad?
Colorful memories, like shots from a movie,
Are flowing before our eyes.
I think to myself: it wasn't so bad!
It wasn't wasted
If every single day
Brought a tiny grain
Of joy, of hope,
Of everything what's worth
Cherishing and making it last forever.