H-ere comes the twenty sixteen,
A-s the past days disappear;
P-eople pray to Father for
P-rosperous and fine fresh
Y-ear.
N-ice plans fly in the wide sky,
E-ach expects a bright future;
W-ish upon a shining star, dreaming of a clear picture.
Y-esterday is just over,
E-vading another scene;
A-s the new dawn breaks with light,
R-ealize twenty sixteen.
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Plans and clans! Living on earth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.