Year End Jump, yell, scream and shout This year will roll into another Promises will be made and broken Fables will be honored Cocktails pledged to the rooftops Hurried, worried, spirits fill the streets Churches, clubs, pool halls full of toasting and praising benefactors Sleeping souls dream of another utopian year Others sit snuggled in front of the tube anticipating the year in count down Souls enter and exit the temporary kingdom All foggy eyes awaken the next day to an amazing discovery, it's just another year
Reason for writing:
At the end of every year we seem to put so much effort and time into preparing ourselves for the big event and 12 midnight. And, every January the 1st we always seem to be surprised that everything and everybody is still the same.
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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