New Year Poem


 We stayed up until midnight.

Wanting to start the New Year right.

Out with the old, in with the new.

Planning out the things to do.

That ball did drop in old Times Square.

A certain magic filled the air. 

The plans and hopes that we hold close. 

And nearness to those we love most.

I sigh sometimes for what could be. 

And cry sometimes, cause hey, that’s me. 

But whether you are far or near. 

I wish you all a good New Year. 


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