Sitting here thinking
how the New Year begins...
Happy and joyful...
wishes for a better year...
As the years pass by...
we always seem wiser...
Wondering how everyone
made it this far...
Tales of our youth,
we tell one another,
wondering why we're still here...
For every generation
has tales to tell,
some scary, some funny, some sweet...
Concerts we went to
Partys relived...
Wars looked back on, tears of joy and pain-
And all the while wondering and remembering...
"Why does God look out for idiots?"
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