In time's big story, a part says goodbye,
Twelve moons passed, like clouds in the sky.
Remembering moments, things we learned,
To the twelve, we wave, as pages are turned.
In spring, dreams woke, like flowers unfold,
Happy days and nights, in stories told.
Summer dreams soared, we aimed high,
Friends and laughs, like birds in the sky.
In the summer's glow, dreams reached the sky,
Aspirations soared, like a bird, so high.
Almost done, second to last part appears,
Thinking about times, laughter and tears.
Chapter twelve closes, our story is done,
A bow to the past, a new journey begun.
Thanks for the twelve, with smiles on our face,
Wishing good luck to the next in this space.
