Nothing more can be done,
we count the seconds down,
a gasp, a kiss, the year has died
then we all turn around
It’s 2017
toast the future and our hopes,
no longer what has been.
Past regrets all dissipate
like fireworks in the sky,
with cheers and noise we celebrate
and confidently cry
Happy New Year!
©2016 Sharron R. McMillan
Thank you Heather. I enjoyed writing it. Have a wonderful year and we hope to get visits in for sure.
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What a fun series this has been. Happy New Year to you, dear friend.
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