New Year's Eve 2013
A small, tired girl
Waiting for Something Big.
"You must stay up!" my mother said.
"At midnight,
THE BALL WILL DROP!
And
People in crowds will hug and kiss!"
"It's New Year's Eve! It's New Year's Eve!"
The T.V. said,
"Coming to You Live
From New York's Times Square!"
Oh, say, can't you see?
My parents' eyes shining,
stuck to the screen.
Where did they go?
They certainly don't see me.
Then
I saw it: the ball dropped,
The confetti flew,
People danced, hugged and kissed,
Lost all together
To a champagne mist.
This is Big, I said
Then went to bed.
I felt it then, I feel it now.
There Is a suspense,
A turning of a page,
Though I pretend
It's Just Another Day.
Copyright © Barbara Boyd | Year Posted 2013
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