A Toast

The year is over – wave goodbye;
There’s no way to retrieve it.
The days fly faster all the time –
I hardly can believe it.

For those whose year was filled with stress,
Let’s toast a new beginning;
‘Cause back within the starting gate,
There is a chance of winning.

And if 2010, for you,
Was chock-a-block with pleasure,
Here’s hoping that the year to come
Provides you with more treasure.

It’s always strange to land upon
The calendar’s last square.
It sneaks up, even though we’ve had
A full year to prepare.

Before the curtain’s final drop,
It helps to recognize
The many ways, both good and bad,
The year did so surprise.

And if we take a moment
Just to ponder and reflect,
We realize in the future
We don’t know what to expect.

So let us drink a toast
To next year’s mysteries concealed,
And hope we can accept
Whatever fate will be revealed.