Hey December,
You are important to remember.
As when I was younger,
You seemed to be a lot cooler.
The snow used to come earlier, and
Christmas used to be more fun and happier.
Now I have grown older,
Your smile is a bit warmer,
The holidays have become shorter, and
I have other things to look after.
But whenever I look at the calendar,
I will always remember,
You are the last month of the year, and​ 
Christmas is the last thing I hear.

Lakes are the mirrors of nature,
Accumulate the water from the rain, and
Reflect the beauty of life.
I love to walk along the lakes, and
I attempt to follow the path.
Every footstep I made
Was a brief and fleeting shadow
Pressed against the face of an ageing Earth,
It vanishes like the blemishes of man,
Soon to be obscured by crisp Autumn leaves.
I always feel thankful for the men,
Who walked their way to here,
For the first time,
To explore, to see,
To touch, and to remember
Among the greatness of nature,
We are so tiny and small.

You were born when I was four.
Since then, I never get bored.
You are a special friend and
My best mate in the world.
I cannot see my life without you, and
I don't want to live a day without you.
Because there is no one else
Who I would want to spend time with, and
There is no one else
Who I would trust more than you.

P.S. This poem is dedicated to my younger brother, Alex.