Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

We Toast Our Success

The New Year warms up
     The old one winds down
  Celebrants don their apparel
     The good news to herald

  Will the songs be the same
     Will the jokes be as lame
  Will we toast our success
     Then drink to excess...

  Rituals help us mark
     Our annual milestone in time
  So, on the 31st of December
     I sneak into bed before nine

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Valsa George December 27, 2022 at 7:28 PM The old year is about to die and the New Year, waiting to be born. Let us greet the New Year with fresh hopes. Wish you a New Year of health, happiness and every success dear friend !

Ilene Bauer December 27, 2022 at 12:34 PM i can sure relate to this one, gershon! happy new year to you! Gershon Wolf December 27, 2022 at 6:02 PM I imagine that most of us like our success toasted - lol - as long as the corned beef isn't smothered in mayonnaise on white bread! (Goyishe zachin!). Cheers

John Lawless December 27, 2022 at 7:05 AM Just like the "old year" eh Gershon. A buddy of mine used to say "I don't get New Years. We stay up all night, shout Happy New Year and then go into the darkest of depressions until spring arrives. Gershon Wolf December 27, 2022 at 6:08 PM Ha, ha! I think your buddy gets New Year celebrations exactly right.

Deb M December 26, 2022 at 10:57 PM Hehe me too Big Bad!! Love this poem….cute! Debx Gershon Wolf December 27, 2022 at 6:11 PM You sneaker, you! lol! HNY, Deb!