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The storms of life are gone, perhaps;
The winds of change have blown over;
Black-clouds that loomed have cleared at last;
Our strife and woes are things of past!
The old year cruised off splendidly;
It brought more blessings than we thought;
The New Year’s Eve was not that good;
Nevertheless thank God, we should.
Let’s hope, the New Year brings more joys;
Let’s pray the world is fairer still;
Let’s put our minds and hearts and souls,
Performing gladly newer roles!
The God of love abandons none;
The Lord of Truth forsakes no one;
The caring God will meet our wants:
Let’s work better than even ants!
May peace prevail across the globe!
May innocents be never killed!
May poor curse not a man or God!
May God withold His angry rod!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-28-2007
Dr John Celes
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