Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
I close the book to the year behind
It matters not what happen last year.
The new year approaches that I can design
I have tomorrow, the start of a new year.
I determine what will be written
on the page for each day
I can set goals, and resolutions
and from them not stray.
New Year's Eve is a time
to reflect and set
The goals I want to achieve
that I have not yet.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
We all wait in anticipation for
the clock to strike twelve.
When that happens last year,
we can put on the shelve.
The countdown begins
On New Year's Eve day.
We celebrate the end of the year
With a hip hip hooray.
Ten, nine, eight, the countdown begins,
Seven, six, five, we all sing
Four, three, two we are almost there,
One the clock now rings.
Goodbye old year,
We ring in the new
New Year's Eve has past
And a new year is in view.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
On New Year's Eve we pause and ponder
On challenges faced and triumphs found yonder
Each obstacle conquered, each goal achieved
A year of growth, love, and dreams believed
In the glow of twilight as the old year departs
We reflect with joy in our grateful hearts
For every victory won, we raise a cheer
New year, new adventures, new hope is here!
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Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
New Year's Eve sees last year draw to a close,
I pause to ponder, both highs and lows.
Lessons learned, etched deep within my core,
What did I gain? What notions have I bore?
Through calms and storms, life taught me to dance,
Change embraced, in each fleeting chance.
Reflecting now, I stand with newfound might,
Grateful for growth that paved a path so bright.
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A "New Year's Eve Goodbye," is a short poem to say goodbye to the old year. Reflections about what the past year has brought and what it has taught. But saying goodbye to last year is something we all do on New Year's Eve. New Year's Eve is a time when we all look back and reflect on our accomplishments and on the challenges. Some of us can't wait for the year to be over and some of us are sad to see it go. We all have good years and challenging years, but the most important thing is to learn from the challenges and not forget the good memories and happiness that we enjoyed.
Poet: Lillian E. Curtis
Old year, thy weeks and months have fled away,
Many a sunny hour and golden day,
Mingled with shadows by the way,
Yet now we heave a sigh:
Many a blessing thou hast brought,
With happiness and wisdom fraught,
Many a lesson hast thou taught,
But now, old year, goodbye!
Oft the marriage bells have rung,
Alike the funeral songs been sung,
And Time his harpstrings oft has strung,
His sacred duty to not believe
Thou'st brought joys too bright to last,
And some with shadows overcast,
But thy work is in the chamber of the Past.
Old Year, Old Year, goodbye!
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Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
New Year's Eve sees my book
Full of last year
But when the clock strikes twelve
A blank book does appear.
The pages are blank,
The sheets are white
It is up to me, what will happen
And what I'll write.
This New Year's Eve I can close
Last years book
From it I can heed
The lessons I took.
I can move forward to
The new year before me
With new achievements and
Being the best I can be.
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Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
This New Year's Eve
I give thanks to God above
For the people in my life
And for His love.
I thank Him for
The year gone by
I lift my eyes up
To the sky.
Thanking Him for the New Year
Which will start
Thanking Him for all my blessings
From the bottom of my heart.
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Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
On New Year's Eve, we gather near,
To bid farewell to the passing year.
A special time, as we say goodbye
A new year coming we can't stop or deny.
We celebrate, we sing and cheer,
With hope and joy, with those we hold dear.
Reflecting on moments, both good and bad,
The old year fades, for the new one we are glad.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
On New Year's Eve, with hope we gleam,
Anticipating joys in the unseen.
Optimism fills the air around,
Opportunities waiting to be found.
With every countdown, hearts aglow,
A fresh beginning set to overflow.
Excited for what the new year brings,
An optimistic dance as our spirits sings.
A poem about the old and new year written by Lillian E. Curtis on December 31st, 1871:
Poet: Lillian E. Curtis
Old year thou art dying now,
All thy busy days are past,
We've gathered in this sacred place,
To watch thee breathe thy last.
What the new year will bring,
None of us can tell,
And it is with sadness, and with joy
We bid thee now farewell.
'Tis hard to give thee up,
To part with thee, old year;
Thou hast brought much joy,
Tho' oft' the sigh and tear.
Many a soul from sin and sorrow
Thou hast helped us save,
Hast been at the marriage altar,
And by the open grave.
And tho thou wilt soon be gone,
And a new one we shall see,
Amid its cares and duties,
We shall often think of thee.
Hark! 'tis the clock, one hour
And we shall know thee no more,
Thou will be added to the list,
Of those that have gone before.
Pause a moment, tread lightly,
Speak soft and low,
And breathe gently,
The old year is dying now.
Silence now reigns around,
Scarce can we suppress a tear,
As we watch the last breath
Of the dying year.
Old year thou art gone,
All thy work is done,
And once again we bid farewell
To eighteen seventy-one.
And now it is with mingled feelings,
But friendship warm and true,
That we extend a cordial welcome,
To eighteen seventy-two.
