Friday, December 31, 2021

Poem for the New Year


Good Riddance, But Now What?

By Ogden Nash 

Come, children, gather round my knee;

Something is about to be.

Tonight’s December thirty-first,

Something is about to burst.

The clock is crouching, dark and small,

Like a time bomb in the hall.

Hark! It’s midnight, children dear.

Duck! Here comes another year.


mudpuddle said...


James said...

Happy New Year!

reese said...

Ha, ha! Love that Ogden Nash. Happy New Year!

CyberKitten said...

Happy New Year James.

James said...

reese and CyberKitten,
Happy New Year to you!