The death of the year
Is near.
The last day of November
Is icey cold,
I wonder, what will December
Hold?
This freezing wind
Does rescind
Summer’s delights
As winter Makes toys
Of all our joys
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K Morris - Poet 
2016 swept quite real quickly. It feels like it was just yesterday when it was 2016, and tomorrow is going to be the start of a fresh year – 2017!
Yes time has a habit of running away unnoticed by we humans. Thanks for your comment. Kevin