In the twilight of the fading year,

A ballet begins, both delicate and clear.

On the stage of time, a pirouette,

A dance of moments we’ll never forget.

The music of midnight softly plays,

As stars twirl in celestial ballets’ arrays.

The stage is set for the grand debut,

Of a New Year, adorned in hopes anew.

The ballerina, draped in the gown of Time,

Leaps with grace, a rhythm so sublime.

Her arabesque paints the canvas of the night,

A tapestry woven in soft moonlight.

As the clock strikes twelve, the grand jete,

Echoes through the auditorium of fate.

The pas de deux with the past is done,

Embracing a future yet to be spun.

The audience, a sea of dreams aglow,

Cheers for the encore of the midnight show.

Confetti falls like stardust from above,

Welcoming the New Year with boundless love.

In this ballet, resolutions take flight,

As dancers twirl through the shimmering night.

Each plié a promise, each twirl a chance,

To waltz through the year in a joyous dance.

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https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/blogs/adi-bytes/twirls-of-change/