In festive echoes, whispers soft and clear,
A poetic transition to the New Year.
A tapestry of moments, both old and new,
Growth interwoven, like morning dew.

Beneath the canvas of the midnight sky,
The symphony of change, a lullaby.
Each note, a step in the dance of time,
As the old year waltzes, a graceful mime.

Rhymes of joy, harmonies of grace,
Embracing the journey, the endless chase.
A cadence of hope, a rhythmic beat,
In the heart's ballad, dreams take their seat.

Structured stanzas weave tales untold,
A kaleidoscope of memories unfold.
From dusk to dawn, the transition unfurls,
A tapestry of life, adorned with pearls.

In the garden of moments, bloom and sway,
Floral whispers marking the year's decay.
Yet, in the petals, echoes of the new,
Resilience blossoms, a promise true.

With the chime of midnight, a cosmic cheer,
Celestial confetti, the atmosphere.
A transition complete, a canvas reset,
The New Year's arrival, no room for regret.

#YearEndEchoes

Tagging @PoetrySoul, may these verses resonate with your poetic spirit.
© Keegan.Mosby1