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...