It has no sides nor top
It rolls but does not stop
Till life and love is past
Then we all take a glass
To souls both young and old
To the brilliant and the bold
To the famed and the forlorn
The ones held up to scorn
Sad mockery is made
Loved once and then betrayed
We gather now to sing
The yuletide’s carolling
Is over but to hear
The new years songs bring cheer
And with the new bring hope
And new skill with which to cope
To all that life does bring
In the new year’s ring
To hope and love we toast
To those we love the most
Nearest to our hearts
Never more to part
My Gifted Life 