New Year
By Paul Howlett
New Year dawns, *sigh*
We feeling a little older
Another year gone bye
We attend another party
Just to drink the rye
Bleary eyed, hung over
We face the new year’s day
Always feeling groggy
About the march of life
Making lots of resolutions
Most of them to break
Try to find a solution
For so much at stake
Need to change direction
Make my life more real
Lose weight, exercise
Find that hidden agenda
New job, old job, travel in the wind
Calm the mind, stop listening to the din
Find the voice inside you
Is it the voice of God?
You’ll never know
Lest you take the time
To calm the mind and soul
Let’s all take stock
And get a shock
On this new year’s day
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