We string frayed paper and don noise makers-
while exchanging well-wishes and loving embraces.
We, mesh glasses filled with our favorite beverage-
as meaningful pledges fall from our lips.
The night is full of promise-
and, our hopes, they are high.
It’s with quiet reflection, that we welcome a second chance-
while, giving our yesterdays,
a final glance!
DOROTHEA FORD DECEMBER 31, 2016