The sun comes up the sun goes down,

The trees are green the dirt is brown,

We work all day then lay to sleep,

Arise next morn and then repeat.

 

The sky is blue the ocean wide,

Our focus outward not inside,

With good intentions for each day,

We oft forget it’s all a play.

 

Seeking something fresh and new,

We welcome New Year with full view,

We set our goals and have high hopes,

Then come December feel like dopes.

 

Another year has passed us by,

Our goals once more were set too high,

We think our joy is tucked away

In each achievement of the day.

 

Then finally one day we learn,

There simply is no need to yearn,

New Year success won’t fill our bin,

True Happiness lies within.

Happy New Year; may you find peace with whatever life brings you.