The Clock Strikes
The old year departs
And the new one starts
We remember those lost in time
For those memories are so divine
When the clock strikes midnight
Together we kiss and cuddle to delight
Then time rolls along
As a new verse to our ongoing song.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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