Ring in the New Year
Turning back the hands of time on this year
I have had times of great sadness, and times of great cheer
Times when I thought, would this day be my last?
When all seemed so futile, when death seemed so near.
In this last year, many a thought raced me by
When in utter despair, I’d break down and cry
Life seemed so fleeting, without purpose or cause
With no time for reflection, and no time for a pause
Till a new birth in the family, life beginning anew
Gone times lost in despair, knowing not what to do
Gone selfish times, thinking only of me,
Then situations of others, I was too blind to see.
The world kept on turning, like the hands on a clock
Each second that passed, each tic and each tock
Like a metronome swaying, yet not keeping time
Like a poem badly written, no meter no rhyme
Staying in unison, when not paying attention
Is like falling from grace, with no apprehension
Metaphorically speaking, like reaching midday
Why ‘gainst thee, O Death! Should I inveigh
That to my quest for poetry, once lost, found my way
So come now 2020, I’ve still so much to say