~

as wispy notes fall to a crispy ground,
this, my distillation of a gone by year.
as some tip a glass of whiskey fine,
as if the bottom holds their cheer.
others tomorrow are hoping to be,
one step away, to go just one deal,
from a trove to drive trouble away.
i look behind and see all i have spent.
i look beside, see my children and wife
i'd give up all, to my last red cent.
to live out my days, with you content.
you are my cheer, as i ring in this year.
my toast as fireworks fly to the sky.
as the old goes out with a bang,
may we see what is truly in hand!
for in you my investments are tied;
my cheer, my money, my sighs and my life.
you are reason enough to go round,
for i'm not along just for the ride.
in you my dreams, my joy is found.
in you my meaning for living ascribed.

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*post script.

happy new year to each, to all!
and may your reason for living
be distilled in the souls you love
and not in liquid consumed!