Another year turns to mist
With its ups and downs
Tragedies and triumphs
The sun sets amidst the doleful dusk
Darkness falls and
The clock approaches the midnight hour
We gather to celebrate
To welcome the new one
Full of promises like the last many
We are optimists by nature
Think things will change
Become better…
And then the day dawns
The sun shines; the clouds gather and rain falls
The moon waxes and wanes
Moments flutter, fibrillate
Between joys and pain
Life goes on
We are the wayfarers
Following prearranged constellations
Of our destiny