Okay, we’re coming up on the hour when you’ll want to grab that bottle of bubbly and pop the cork to welcome in another New Year … or is it the time to give the old year a boot in the rear as it slinks out the proverbial door? Or, maybe it’s both?
Whatever your understanding is, tonight’s definitely the night and I know there are plenty of people hoping 2015 will be a better year for them than 2014 was. (As my guys sit and watch their football games, I’m hearing this bowl season has turned into a disappointment for SEC hopes. I’m philosophical about it … there’s always next year.)
But as we close out 2014, I think of it as an appropriate time for … a poem (what else?!) … and in light of the last couple days’ adventure with our grandchildren, I couldn’t help but draw a parallel between saying goodbye to them this morning (as they returned home with their parents) to saying adieu to the old year.
It’s a silly poem, not quite drivel but certainly borderline inane. (Having spent my brain-power over the last several days trying to keep two steps ahead of my grandchildren, there wasn’t much reserve from which to draw today!) But I offer it here with a celebratory spirit and my wish that your New Year be everything you desire for it to be. May God richly bless you in 2015!