2012

Twenty twelve has landed
With a great big noisy plop.
Champagne bubbles fizzled
As the ball began to drop.

Groggers grogged and horns did blare;
Confetti floated down.
Heads were topped with party hats
Or feathers or a crown.

Couples kissed and buddies hugged
With jubilant emotion.
Times Square crowds were teeming,
Thick like fish within the ocean.

Everyone was thrilled to bid
Farewell to what has passed.
We can’t predict what we’ll reel in;
Our lines have just been cast.

And so we’ll dream and wait to see
What winds up on our plate.
The future beckons and we have
No need to hesitate.

Let’s dive right in and choose a path
That hopefully will yield
A year as joyous as the one
Our fantasy’s revealed.