The past year slips out into the night,
Now a distant silhouette, soon out of sight...
We stand at the doorway, quiet and still,
Rising within a renewed will.
Let’s ponder over what’s come and gone,
Then open arms to the offing dawn...
For awaits us all now a canvas bare,
To fill with memories, hope and care...
Time is a river; it never stays,
Flows away as we spend our days...
So we sow our seeds for the coming spring,
And wait for what the seasons bring...
With grateful hearts and spirits alive,
Let’s welcome 2025!
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