A whole New Year

An ode to the by gone days,
Reflecting on a whole calendar year,
Wallowing in success achieved in many ways,
No misery, no glum feelings, no dark fears.

Looking forward to a year anew,
With so many promises to keep,
With each day paid its due,
There really is going to be no time to weep.

Like a beautiful dew filled rose bud,
A whole year has folded in,
And a new flower blooms from earth and mud,
Promising to spread happiness to kith and kin.