New year\'s blooming like crowed of amaryllis,
Cheerfully and colorfully,
Illuminating around, attracting our iris,
To stay strong still, hopefully.
New year\'s appearing like autumn leaves,
Dancing down, heaping like snow,
Something we yearn to hug, mysterious though,
Something awesome; as drowning days leave us bereaved.
New year\'s rising like summer sun,
Of warmth, light, cheer,
Which is a trigger on the run,
Or as fast as Mustang\'s gear.
Bringing glee, smiles, joy,
Like when a boy gets his toy,
He kisses it, and hugs it,
That thing that he never forgets.
New year like a babe has come to thrive.