Happy New Year

Well another year has come and gone
blowing away like tumbled autumn leaves,
last night year was is in its dying throes, but with a hope
That after the travail of winter,
Newness may be reborn
Friends old and new are recalled
As this season brings their faces to our thoughts.

Those smiles and frowns, laughter and tears
We remember the joys of children
The horror of cancer, and the rot of old age.

A year filled with Ying and Yang
It is the nature of things to change and yet
Remain so much the same.

History lessons written and rewritten,
retold with different dates and names
a living soap opera.

Living in our thoughts.

Hopes rise like steam for the possibility
Of our perfect dream coming true, but
Prices increase and belts tighten as
Politicians paint rosy pictures of the coming year
With a brush dipped in constituents blood
Still this is old and familiar, almost expected
Will this year be our triumph or our defeat?

In the end it does not matter much, for there is always
Yet another year to come.