Sing of Auld Lang Syne
A brand new year just startedAs the clock rolled on to twelve.
Pack the old year away
And put it on the shelf.
The past is now behind us,
Everything is new.
I hope and pray that everyday
Is wonderful for you.
The calendar is turning
with the marching on of time.
So raise a cup of cheer, my dear,
And sing of Auld Lang Syne.
So Happy New Year darlin'.
A fresh start on day one.
I wish for you pure happiness
And a whole year of fun.
Sending hugs and kisses,
And smiles and laughter too.
The past is dead, let's look ahead
Where dreams will all come true.
The calendar is turning
with the marching on of time.
So raise a cup of cheer, my dear,
And sing of Auld Lang Syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear.
For auld lang syne.
We'll take a cup of kindness yet.
For auld lang syne.
The calendar is turning
with the marching on of time.
So raise a cup of cheer, my dear,
And sing of Auld Lang Syne.
Poetry by Bob Simpson
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Written on 2010-01-01 at 07:20
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