"So Many Days"

A brief one hundred eighty days are gone in a flash

Here we stand, waiting for the remainder to dwindle

But as we pause, we are reminded of things gone by

So many days behind us, so many days to come

August was a time for longing, wishing for a return to May

We wished the year would push on, leaving the beginning behind

September opened our eyes to the reality we would endure

The ease of the beginning had passed and now was the time to work

October brought the delight of the end of the first quarter

A delight to those in their final year, an achievement to those in their first

November was a time of relative calm, the turmoil of December still on the way

With it came Thanksgiving, a time of travel, family, and food

December came, and it was as it is now, exam preparations abound!

It seemed that after a blink, the year was half done

With the first half behind us, we stopped to breathe, waiting for what was to come

The second half of the task was set to begin shortly after the holidays

With it would come spring, a time of love, rebirth, and many, many excursions

So many days behind us, just as many to come

January was slow and humdrum, reminding us vaguely of August

We returned, it's true, but our work was slow to catch-up

February brought the end of a season of building, ending a six-week task

Midmonth, however, brought a day of love and infatuation

March began the marathon of trips! Here and there and everywhere!

Arab to Birmingham to Atlanta to Columbia and back again!

April continued the trips, but we soon realized the year was nearly done

Those in the final year rejoiced while us below mourned their soon departure

May is now upon us and its final days draw to a close, putting us in a whirl of frenzy

It is true, we are relieved, but many friendships must endure a separation, perhaps brief

Now we stand at a crossroads, not knowing what is to come in the next year

Three years of us remain, one year has left, but another year is to come

To some farewell, to some others welcome, and to the rest, here we go again…

So many days behind us, so few to come