This Year, by Jim Farfaglia
Every new year is a bridge that’s crossed,
it’s a wishing well where dreams are tossed;
it’s excitement, like the first day of spring,
or the tender joy a newborn brings.
A new year fills you like a sky so blue
or the welcome smile of a friend to you;
it’s the first snowfall gracing the ground,
it’s the sun rising on our little town.
A new year can be like a first bite of fruit,
or a remembered melody played on a flute;
yes, this year is the gift of life anew,
and it was made especially for you.