My daughter has kindly provided me with a New Year's poem just in time for Poetry Friday.
Happy New Year!!!!!!!
The Poetry Friday round-up is at A Year of Reading.
Happy New Year
by KRM
December 31st,
Trying to plan a time
For friends to get together
When
I looked at the calendar
Only to find that after today,
There were no more days!
The calendar had ended,
The Friday and Saturday slot were empty
The year was apparently no more
To my horror, I surmised,
That the world would end
Upon this day
December 31st.
How to plan
For the end of the world?
On facebook
I hollered,
“THE WORLD WILL END TONIGHT!”
The authorities were alerted,
The world sat in terror and fright.
Those lucky enough not to have heard,
Went to Times Square to watch the ball drop,
While the smart ones,
We who knew the world’s
Oncoming plight
Scurried to find
A good hiding spot.
December 31st,
The day the calendar ended,
The day that would not be followed by a new day
The day that people hid in terror and fright
The day that ended with KABANGS!
And POPS!
Of champagne bottles and fireworks,
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Those who hadn’t heard rejoiced.
I crawled out of my hiding spot,
Confused.
What?!
The world was not over?
We were not dead?
Heck, I’d watched 2012,
I knew how this was supposed to work.
But…
I watched my mom hang up a
New Calendar.
“Happy New Year, hon,”
She smiled.
I flipped through the new pages.
And realized that,
Hey! There was a New Year ahead of us!
I felt fairly ridiculous,
Until,
I saw the end of this calendar-
December 31st!
by KRM
December 31st,
Trying to plan a time
For friends to get together
When
I looked at the calendar
Only to find that after today,
There were no more days!
The calendar had ended,
The Friday and Saturday slot were empty
The year was apparently no more
To my horror, I surmised,
That the world would end
Upon this day
December 31st.
How to plan
For the end of the world?
On facebook
I hollered,
“THE WORLD WILL END TONIGHT!”
The authorities were alerted,
The world sat in terror and fright.
Those lucky enough not to have heard,
Went to Times Square to watch the ball drop,
While the smart ones,
We who knew the world’s
Oncoming plight
Scurried to find
A good hiding spot.
December 31st,
The day the calendar ended,
The day that would not be followed by a new day
The day that people hid in terror and fright
The day that ended with KABANGS!
And POPS!
Of champagne bottles and fireworks,
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Those who hadn’t heard rejoiced.
I crawled out of my hiding spot,
Confused.
What?!
The world was not over?
We were not dead?
Heck, I’d watched 2012,
I knew how this was supposed to work.
But…
I watched my mom hang up a
New Calendar.
“Happy New Year, hon,”
She smiled.
I flipped through the new pages.
And realized that,
Hey! There was a New Year ahead of us!
I felt fairly ridiculous,
Until,
I saw the end of this calendar-
December 31st!
Happy New Year!!!!!!!
The Poetry Friday round-up is at A Year of Reading.