As the clock ticks close to midnight, On this December's final light, We stand on the brink of twenty-four, With hopes and dreams and so much more.
A year to paint with our own hands, On life's vast, ever-shifting sands. A canvas new, a fresh, blank slate, For every dream we've yet to create.
Let's raise a glass to futures bright, To all the days turned into night. To lessons learned, to love's sweet song, To all the roads we'll travel on.
In twenty-four, let's make a vow, To live each moment, here and now. To chase the stars, to reach new heights, To kindle joy, to light our nights.
And as we step into the new, A gentle reminder, pure and true. For treasures crafted with love and care, Visit my store, I'll meet you there.
Imakethingsforu, a haven bright, Where creations spark delight. From crafted gems to art so fine, A world of wonders, by design.
So come along, join me this year, On Substack, where we hold dear, Stories, poems, a shared space, A community, a meeting place.
Subscribe and join our growing band, Together, let's make something grand. In twenty-four, let's find our voice, In every choice, let's rejoice.
As midnight strikes, let's boldly say, "Welcome, welcome, twenty-four's first day!" With open arms and spirits free, In twenty-four, let's be all we can be.
