New Year’s Eve/Day
The ball drops, 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1;
2015 retreats into history, 2016 advances as mystery.
Another year gone, wasted, squandered, savored, perhaps even treasured;
like Mary, pondering and wondering about all these things;
Books read and unread, movies seen and unseen, friends present and missing;
family times shared, birthdays celebrated, anniversaries acknowledged.
Trips, adventures, hopes, and dreams postponed, put-off, delayed and
probably canceled, deleted, in fact, never to be?
The noise makers trumpet, the confetti poppers explode in bright colors,
couples share a fairy tale kiss hoping that their lives will magically,wonderfully change in the New Year.