2024,everything is your.

2024, everything is your.

Good bye,everybody
I am 2023,leaving you forever.
Whatever I have
I'll not claim ever.

2024,I know,you'll enjoy now
the spring, which is the bliss.
You'll suffer in winter,
when it'll kiss.

Few seasons,you'll have bounty hervest.
Few seasons,you'll have draught.
Few seasons,you'll have various fruits,
and what not!

The sun'll burn you with rage.
The rain'll cool you when it'll shower.
The wind'll cool your temperament,
I can envisage.

You'll be the witness,
of many events,
of many secrecies,
that you have to confess.