#6 New Year

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Snow fell
At the ring of a bell.
One, two, three,
The ballad started the new year to be.

Come what may
Where the snow lay
The days of past
Will forever last.

New trees will grow
Like a river, flow
Forever moving
Where the future will glow.

A bright lamp
Replaces a fireplace,
It holds on forever like a champ,
Never leaving a single trace.

Change will come with time;
With a new rhyme,
In the new year
There will be new voices to hear.

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Happy New Year!!
2019

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