It’s New Year once again
One year plus, just like my age:
New hopes & dreams
Come with new problems, it seems
Old friends you never hear from again
New friends come, yet they both seem the same always.
Once I stood near Times Square, watching the ball drop
The crowd awed, brilliant fireworks dazzled so long
You hear the cheers in the crowd, so lovely to hear and see
You exchange kisses, happy smiles and good wishes
You wonder how many will come around to see the next ball drop
And if they do not, will the at least leave a postcard saying why not.
But that is for later, for now, it’s a new day into a new year
All the pain, hurt, love and tears you intend to bear
Awaits you from the moment onward, so take care
Where you might stumble and fall more times than one
Pick yourself up and keep walking forward
Till the next year comes.