'Twas the Night Before New Year's

‘Twas the night before New Year’s

And all through the world

Many ideas were stirring

And many dreams swirled

Resolutions made in batches

By both beggars and kings

some expections find matches

others -forgotton things

Somewhere a warlord is arming

Planning for battles nonstop

Elsewhere a family is farming

Expecting a robust bumper crop

But the warlord’s target will be ready

And his invasion will flop

Elsewhere rain will fall too steady

And the fields will turn to slop

Somewhere a writer in foreclosure

Will have his family’s suitcases all zipped

And just as he loses composure

Hollywood will option his script

Every great plan one could think

Is still fair game for failing

The ship ‘God himself could not sink’

Sank on its very first sailing

Yet I offer this truth, a mere kernal

You ought still plan long and plan well

For hope springs eternal

Always drink from that well

But never bet your whole money belt

Only a fool sticks out his neck

you have only the cards you are dealt

God holds the deck