New Year Morning Poem by swatee sripada

New Year Morning

Flowers and colours

With all their smiles

Squat in a sequential way

To greet every threshold

A welcome to New Year

Fog and flurries amidst the way

Gossiping a while as usual

Hurry a bit and hang

To greet every bit of air

A welcome to New Year

The music on the cell phone

Restricts to a single tune

Without even switching it on

Brings the wishes of near and dear

A welcome to happy New Year

A new plan a new dawn

Every inch of my soul

Drag me up and pinch

Left out time is too meager

A welcome to happy new year.