January first, way back then. Now it's gonna happen, it's gonna start over again. The first of the year and Winter is cold. Let me enjoy it, all feisty and bold. Then when Spring brings the thaw, let me hear robins sing while making nests of straw. When the sun beats down and Summer begins, let me fly through the sky as my glory I will then be in. When all the Fall colors fall into heaps, the memories in my mind will be visions to reap. Again into Winters crunch, let me love life still. The most important of all love, and all of its thrills. Send out the old year, bring in the new. I'm ready, I'm ready! How about you?
Written by: S. Matheson 12/28/2005 |