THE BELLS Of NEW YEAR’S
When I was a child, my parents would
Let me stay up until midnight
When the church bells around us would begin to chime
I was entranced by their sound that
Floated through the air on
those crisp winter nights.
It seemed that their canopy of sound
Was also bringing a reason to celebrate
with music, laughter, dancing because
We bring our hopes and dreams into the New
Year that lies ahead.
Wonderful job Joan…I’m so very happy that you get to share your family love for life.
Very nice Joan….Your right that we have hopes for the New Year..
Happy New Year! Nice poem.