I wrote this poem in 2015, when we closed the year before (2014). But it stands on its own, for every year, so hope you enjoy it.
Awake, New Year!
By Lydia Nolan
© December 25, 2014
When I encounter dreams, I wished that I had caused come true,
I realize they had first begun within a universal heart.
And old Hope brings at New Year: Joy, that does abound.
And then, our Dreams don’t sleep away or ever do depart.
Forgive the hurts, repair our souls, and never give way to sorrow,
I hold the good, and learn from it, then I will surely bend.
Give free my love and never hate, and always think tomorrow
The best of all, the truth in all, then we too, won’t offend.
So, Come New Year! Give us good cheer to everyone at yonder,
I look upon the end of last year’s chapter as I ponder.
No dream does die, no wondering why, just
Rest our heads in pillows, and the Dreams we had
Return again, each year how we do borrow.
Heaven brings a cloud of Hope’s fresh brew for us to lavish in …
While visiting old dreams, the dreams that groan deep from within …
which bring New hope at night, as the New Year starts fresh growing …
And don’t forget the love, the touch of everlasting glowing.
Oh well….HAVE A WONDERFUL 2018 AND MAY ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE!