Happy New Year 2014
Years seem to fly by,
And it’s not all that bad;
Time is never really moving,
Life’s the dream we never had.
We stand to face tomorrow,
Not knowing what’s to come;
Yet we’ve made it to the present,
Regardless of where we’re from.
What is a year exactly?
A three-digit number of days?
Is it not simply the circle,
within which Mother Earth plays?
It’s merely a unit of measurement,
Like a meter or a pound;
It measures how long it takes the Milky Way,
to move the Earth around.
So what’s the cause for celebration?
A circle that’s complete?
It’s like dancing to a song,
-that’s always on repeat!
Yet to us it means much more,
A beginning, fresh and new;
Another chance to change our fate,
And do what we’d never do.
Let your year have no regrets,
Say “I love you” everyday;
Stand beside the Truth,
And make the time to pray.
Acknowledge times of sadness,
And acknowledge your laughter and smiles;
Acknowledge life’s currents and changes,
And let your memories run on for miles.
A year is so much more than time,
And even more than another chance;
It’s a moment to regain your balance,
And re-affirm, your stance.
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