On New Year's Eve

Once upon a time, on New Year’s Eve,
We dressed and then we headed out,
For gathering with friends was what
The holiday was all about.

We drank and partied, maybe even
Danced and sang a little bit
And laughed and schmoozed and only
Hours past midnight did we finally split.

Tonight, though, after many years,
We dressed and left to eat at 5,
Enjoying quite a lovely meal,
Relieved we didn’t have to drive.

And now we’ll watch TV, enjoying
“Twilight Zones” as time will creep,
Until, at last, the ball will drop
While both of us, exhausted, sleep.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Slaughter Avatar
January 2, 2024 at 9:25 AM
I haven't seen that ball drop in I can't remember when. The festivities in NYC were always the ones I enjoyed the most, however.
Wolf Avatar
January 1, 2024 at 7:21 PM
Hahahaha. As the world turns...
Greenhough Avatar
January 1, 2024 at 9:52 AM
Yep. I couldn't make that last half hour. Thanks for your oh-so-true New Year's poem
Allison Avatar
December 31, 2023 at 4:25 PM
You made me smile as we no longer bother with new year celebrations! Hope 2024 is a marvellous year for you my dear poetry friend:-) hugs Jan xx
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