New Year's Eve

Foggy Everglades morning on New Year's Eve

A New Year's Poem

{by 

Yours truly}

Upon this eve of New Year’s Day

The morning fog sits low and grey

And whispers ‘round as if to say,

“Do you dare? Oh come what may!”

It’s taunt is loud and hovers near

I wait for the heavy clouds to clear

To see the sun and not to fear

The unknown path ahead that’s drear.

But then the white light turns to gold

And beams flicker through the heavy folds.

The sun is strong and takes a hold

And calms and hushes worries untold.

For here comes the New Year’s Day

With light and hope to break away

Regret and fear that’s gone astray

To guide us new with hope I pray.

So open up to the sun’s warm glow

And rid of heavy mist and woe.

A bright new start swirls high and low

Like a twinkling painting from Van Gough.

The New Year’s bells will loudly cheer,

“Leave all your burdens and your fear!

Show love and joy to those so dear

And have a very happy New Year!”

Wishing you and yours the most wonderful New Year!

--Is anyone else in complete disbelief that its 2015?--