It gives us a chance, time,
Equally, to every one,
Like rain on the good and the bad and the in betweens,
Or like a new page of a book,
To write and erase and rewrite till we get it right.
I am yet to structure the story i want to write on page 2012,
But i am already holding the pen and scratching my head.
I will love to read the story this time next year,
So help me God.
