We stand on the threshold of a new year
and what will it bring,
misery, heartaches or happiness and love?
The future is not ours to see
and what lies ahead is a mystery
that is never solved until it evolves.
With all the blessings shared,
we can only hope that it will
be better than the last,
that all the good things will inherit our lives.
It is hope shared by millions as each New Year arrives.
Let us all hope that this New Year
will be the best in our lives.
Happy New Year and God Bless
to everyone who reads this.
1 January 2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well said and written....all about hope....that provides a gentle shove forward...