Your eyes follow the time,
And as you raise a toast,
Another year starts for us,
Full of new hopes,
There lies the newspaper,
Next to your coffee cup,
As you see the rising sun,
Amidst the tinkling bells,
You see ahead of you,
A journey of 12 months,
Snowfall of January,
And, scorching sun of April.
A new year as a gift,
Wrapped in few fears,
Deep within you and me,
We kindle new aspirations,
Forgetting the missteps,
Or triumphs of yesterday,
Let start another year,
With love and care.
All you need,
Is just two hands,
To fold and pray,
'Hope All Have A Great Year'
'HAPPY NEW YEAR' by Archana Kapoor Nagpal
And as you raise a toast,
Another year starts for us,
Full of new hopes,
There lies the newspaper,
Next to your coffee cup,
As you see the rising sun,
Amidst the tinkling bells,
You see ahead of you,
A journey of 12 months,
Snowfall of January,
And, scorching sun of April.
A new year as a gift,
Wrapped in few fears,
Deep within you and me,
We kindle new aspirations,
Forgetting the missteps,
Or triumphs of yesterday,
Let start another year,
With love and care.
All you need,
Is just two hands,
To fold and pray,
'Hope All Have A Great Year'
'HAPPY NEW YEAR' by Archana Kapoor Nagpal
