The Year

With Christmas still lingering in our hearts – and stomachs – the new year is already coming up. More food, more wishes and of course, resolutions. As American author Ella Wheeler Wilcox aptly puts it: what can we say about New Year that hasn’t been said a thousand times? But maybe that’s exactly what we need right now: a familiar New Year and new year. That’ll be my New Year’s wish.

What can be said in New Year rhymes, 
That’s not been said a thousand times? 

The new years come, the old years go, 
We know we dream, we dream we know. 

We rise up laughing with the light, 
We lie down weeping with the night. 

We hug the world until it stings, 
We curse it then and sigh for wings. 

We live, we love, we woo, we wed, 
We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead. 

We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear, 
And that’s the burden of a year.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox


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