Each year on New Years Eve Since 1991 Each year on New Years Eve I sit here all alone
My friends have all departed they're dead or else they're gone
I'm much too old to party go out in snow and ice but dressing up with sparkling hair and high heels would be nice
The dancing and the laughter are what I miss the most the horns champagne confetti To drink a New Years toast
But on the shelf above me an album filled with love sits quietly and waits for me
No, I am not alone
My next-door neighbor (Cora)was going to come over and we were going to drink beer and giggle and watch the ball drop, but, alas, she has to go pet-sit for her daughter whose husband has had a death in the family. Oh well, Cheers everybody and Happy New Year 2015