A few days remain in this tired old year
I can’t seem to muster a feeling of cheer
I hate to be dour, depressed and upset
I guess I’m not ready for New Year just yet
The hours float by like ships on the sea
Trailing the year in their wake without me
I’m hanging behind, clinging to fleeting days
Unwilling to roust myself out of the haze
The year just gone by was unhappy, but still
I fear the next year won’t begin to fulfill
Dreams I don’t dare to dream, and a wish left unsaid
It’s hard to imagine what must lie ahead
Perhaps it’s not cheer that I really need most
But trust, faith and gratitude to make a toast
I do have my home, my family, my health
(It sure would be nice if the New Year brought wealth!)
I really don’t have all that much to regret
Good fortune I too often tend to forget
And so I’ll go forward without any fear
And wish all a prosperous and Happy New Year!
© December 2009
Katharine L. Sparrow
