As the sun sets and rises every day,

So must each New Year come their way.

From the ground there is just mud,

Then come out, grows a bud.

The rose grows and grows to bloom,

Till night falls, comes the moon.

The years pass one by one,

Tears, love, sadness and fun,

We are each here for someone,

To make them smile, and feel free,

To make other’s hearts smile with glee.

I pray that all will see

That each one of us makes the world what it will be.

May we all find the cure,

It is sitting inside each one of us, if we just look into the mirror

And choose to help others, and wipe away their tear.

And I wish you all, A Happy New Year!