Here's a little slice of what this year will be like! Welcome, Twenty-fourteen.
“Happy New
Year! Happy New Year!”
The
grown-ups jumped; the young ones danced
In high
spirits, warm and sincere.
And couples
kissed when they were chanced
Everyone in
a good, fine cheer.
My folks and
I were not left out;
We hugged
and sang with pure delight,
Then spread and
made merry about
Under the
moon, fair, full and bright.
Love, joy
and fun diffused throughout.
We were at
church. Where else was best
To share the
moment with our friends?
While we
rejoiced, fireworks blessed
THE sky with
sparks with funfair ends.
And I observed
very impressed.
But much
later I was concerned
With issues
pressing, thoughts crucial:
Last year’s
ending, I had discerned
That though
I’d done a lot useful,
I could have
done more. This I learned.
Of course
I’d left some pleasing marks
Helping
friends and fellow writers;
My works had
garnered swell remarks
From readers,
sites, and songwriters,
My star
ratings were full of sparks.
But on my
desk were forsook drafts
Of stories I
had started well
But left
floating like renounced rafts.
Don’t ask me
why. I was cruel.
’Twas a
pity, they were fine crafts.
In addition,
I was slothful,
Would wake
at ten and sleep at ten.
Tell you the
truth, I was awful.
I’d pick my
pen but now and then
And scribble
something distasteful.
But even
then I did some good
And wrote so
well I was pardoned.
But when I
gave my thoughts some food,
I realized,
and was hardened
To start
working the way I should.
So I
resolved to endeavor
In all projects
I undertook,
And to
ensure that I never
Ceased my
commitment on a book.
The decision
was quite clever.
But more to
that, I elected
To render
help to all I could,
So that none
was left neglected.
I resolved
to make sure I stood
On these
intents I selected.
Satisfied
then with all my plots,
I returned
to my merriments.
The sky was
filled with sparkling dots
And people
watched in fond segments.
(The lovely
sight filled me with watts).
Digesting
the activities,
Relishing
the experience,
Enjoying the
festivities,
The feeling
was delirious,
Right for my
sensitivities.
