In the ledger of our days, numbers dance,
Columns of hope and dreams that take a chance,
Each entry tells a story, a whispered tale,
Of gains and losses on life’s delicate scale.

Debits of sorrow, credits of laughter,
In every transaction, a chapter follows after,
Balancing the books of our fleeting time,
Searching for meaning in the rhythm and rhyme.

Auditing the moments of joy and strife,
We reconcile the profits of this vibrant life,
Assets of love and liabilities of fear,
In the grand account where memories appear.

At the end of the fiscal year of the heart,
We close the books, ready for a fresh start,
Forever learning in this ongoing audit,
Recording each breath, a priceless deposit.