New Year, Old Year Poem by Richard Jarboe

New Year, Old Year



New Year, Old Year,
Due Year, bold Year,
And Time keeps ticking away...

Do trees know what time it is?
Do the animals care?
Do insects keep track of the date?
What would be their calendar?

Does the sun know what is the hour?
Is the face of the moon a clock?
Does the universe keep track of the time?
Like we do with our tick tock?

2017- what does it mean?
Two thousand seventeen years from what?
Or is it two billion or is it two trillion?
What exactly is the New Year about?

Monday, January 2, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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