365 Days of a Year : A Poem
Three hundred sixty five days of a year;
Some bring happiness and some bring tear.
Some days are good and some are bad;
Some make us happy and some make us sad.
Some days are short and some are long;
Some make us weak and some make us strong.
Some days are cold and some are hot;
Some are very lucky but others are not.
Some days are dark and some are bright;
But they both have a day and a night.
Some days we want to forget and some we like to remember;
There is nothing in life which remains for ever.
This is the story of all the days;
Which never end but continue always.
Poet: Jagmohan Sah
Near the APF Camp
Mirchaiya, Siraha, Nepal