The year is done, another begins with aspirations.
|New Year, new dreams
The year comes to an end,
certain things remain half done.
I look up for the New Year
Hoping to find my dreams realized.
Dreams? some are near fulfilled
some remain in the heart,
few come true, others dissolve.
I can't stop dreaming though.
The weather is looking up, the hills
and the trees sing with the wind
that blows across the blue skies
vistas wear a new freshness.
Surely, there is something new around.
It must be the New Year ringing in the new decade.
Life looks attractive with new found happiness,
aspirations rise high and clear.
Let the New Year be the harbinger
of happiness, and well being for all.