Curtain call for the year

It’s the night time now
the end of line
And, like ships in the night
with silent ci-devant passing
this is the shadow time

Fading now the old year slips
gracefully away
And, with quiet acquiescence
welcomes the dawning of
a bright-clad newborn day

Not long now for the waiting
the new year beams
And, as the last curtain call looms
waiting quietly in the wings
There’s promise here it seems

©Jemverse

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