Old Years, New Years
We look back on the years gone by,
remembering people and places from the past.
While the people pass on and the places change,
the memories they bring to mind shall last.
The people we knew as a child live out their lives.
Years pass by and the people become old.
Even though now they have gone to their eternal home,
their living memories are still ours to hold.
We remember the places we knew as a child,
how grand they looked in such royal style.
Now they're replaced by sights of old and dreary scenes
as if now tears are shed to replace a smile.
We look at the world around us now.
We see what is here and what is not here.
We see how things have changed before our eyes.
We wonder if progress really can fill our hears with cheer.
We look forward to the year ahead,
wondering what the future holds for us all.
Will peace bring us light or will war bring us darkness.
by then will there be someone who even cares at all.
The past we have seen, the future we have yet to see.
That is one thing we all know for certain.
As the drama of life begins it's final scene,
someone, somewhere, is ready to close the curtain.
Happy New Year
Happy New Year
