as the New Year descends
with the setting sun
I pause to realize
that tonight
as the ball drops in New York
for that’s as late as I go
I will carry myself
over the threshold
to the new year
so I light a candle
cook a meal for myself
and snuggle into pjs
with a warm cup of tea
a blanket around me
and a cat on my lap
I turn on the tv
to fall into a movie
and carry myself into the new year
and as the ball drops
I think with such hope
about all that is to come
