Years often come in excitement, in chilled mid-nights
Colored with beautiful dreams and blooming hope,
Like a newly born baby, it brings joy to those present
And reminds them of their beginnings some years ago:
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loose, defenseless. Lose, defenceless. A couple of spelling mistakes. Hope you don't mind me pointing them out. Enjoyed the poem.................. Since it is better to live and witness the death Of one's dreams than to die achieving them. Wonderful lines, so philosophical.
Every New Year is born in midnight and we welcome it as we welcome the arrival of a new baby! Many may not be able to witness a new year! We are grieved to think that some of the good people whom we loved are not with us in the New Year! Yet every New Year brings along with it new hopes and new dreams! To be alive to dream and hope itself is the greatest blessing! Many, by the time they realize their dreams are called back! Compared to them, we who are alive are fortunate though some of our dreams haven't come true! Very positive thoughts in a beautiful poem!