Deconstructing XMAS

It’s over!! Taking down all the decorations the tree is already gone. I actually made my weight loss goal from January 1, 2023 !! Snow supposedly on the way!! Can I still say HNY?

New Year’s Ballad (In the Style of Bob Dylan)

The clock strikes twelve, the old year fades,

A restless wind through time cascades.

The streets are empty, the moon hangs low,

A brand-new journey, where will it go?

The river’s running, it won’t turn back,

The train keeps rollin’ on its iron track.

Each tick of the second, a tear or cheer,

A prayer for the promise of the coming year.

Chorus:

Oh, the winds they howl, the bells they chime,

Marking the edge of a fleeting time.

The dawn’s a song we’ve yet to hear,

Sing it loud for the New Year.

The faces change but the story’s the same,

The hungry hearts, the candle flame.

A child is dreaming of stars and light,

While the old man fears the endless night.

The gambler’s holding his cards so tight,

The poet’s pen drips truths tonight.

Each soul is grasping for something clear,

As hope rides high on the New Year.

Chorus:

Oh, the winds they howl, the bells they chime,

Marking the edge of a fleeting time.

The dawn’s a song we’ve yet to hear,

Sing it loud for the New Year.

The road ahead might twist and turn,

With lessons learned and bridges burned.

But we keep on walking, come what may,

Through the cold of winter and into May.

So raise your glass, let the echoes ring,

For the chance to love, for the chance to sing.

The clock is turning, the path is clear,

Step with courage into the New Year.

Final Chorus:

Oh, the winds they howl, the bells they chime,

Marking the edge of a fleeting time.

The dawn’s a song we’ve yet to hear,

Sing it loud for the New Year.

A poem for you from Chatgpt 3o with prompts from yours truly.