Days to people mean different things
A new leaf to plants mark growth
A larva turns butterfly reflects change
What does this day mean to me?

It could be another day
It is just another birthday
Another year to my stay
Maybe just some remembrance day?

Seconds, Minutes, Hours and days
Weeks, Months, Years and times
One question that comes to mind
As the clock strolls ticking by

What have I done all these years?
What can I do this year?
What will I do in years to come?
My life has a story to tell
(c) Obukov