A time to give and sit around Talking about all the wonders
Unexpected, and crossed fingers for - alike
A new box we now have filled With brand new moments And snapshots of memories Nights we danced like crazy And those we spent staying up talking, far crazier Dreaming and stretching out our fingers
To grasp the distant future And hold the best of new days close
A whole new box of all wonders And reminders of when we were most human
To open and sift through, picking apart
And piecing together the parts Of our lives and holding on To the fewest, the brightest And those we can't live without On the bleakest of days and the longest of nights
For all we have is this firecracker of a life The last five seconds between
Lighting and setting off And on to the explosion we become
We've spent our years sitting and holding on To one last glimmer of hope
A slow burn, simmering
Almost never going off
And right before we've all but given up We're taken aback By the loud crack and the dancing of lights, Falling embers and exposing new dimensions
Now there is more to discover Time to spend And create The next great adventure,
A hopeful new year, lasting long and Filled with sights and stories
Two in the morning worries sitting on the roof, Long swigs and watching the faint trail of smoke
Days for searching and nights spent answering Questions that make up an existence And those that give life
To the new year And how it posits, Theorizes all three sixty five new ways The odds are fought, not so much as even defied
But goes down among storied days It remains and awaits
With the grace of kind hearts and warm cheer To be remembered and placed
On the footnotes and small scraps Of history and the infinite loop