New Years Eve, the evening
of building new hopes and
dreams.
We reach the end 'twas
an era.
On a frosty, winter night
we wrap up warm and
get ready for the
countdown.
As the clock strikes 12,
we watch with anticipation,
from our windows, fireworks
illuminating the sky.
We sit with our loved
ones and share our
resolutions for the
new year.
Everything in that moment
feels possible and achievable.
The tears we shed in the past,
are forgotten and a smile is
etched along our faces.
New Years eve, a new
chapter begins.
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Stardust Veins✨
PoetryThis is mixture of scramblings, disclosed thoughts and feelings. A glimpse into past situations and experiences that have not been brought to light. Some inspirational advice I would have given to my younger self, that I would like to share with oth...
