New Year's

The end of the year
is soon drawing near.
A brand new clean slate
for us to change our fate.
Looking back to our past
memories to last.
New hopes and new dreams
while a child’s smile beams.
Fireworks fill the sky.
Confetti does fly.
A colorful ball,
Slowly begins to fall.
Counting ev’ry second,
to what lies beyond.
The dawn has broken.
Resolutions spoken.

Original poem by Erica N.


Happy New Year's, Everyone!
- Erica N.
Author of Erica's Odds and Ends