In the hush of midnight’s gentle embrace,
We stand on the edge of time’s gentle trace.
Stars whisper secrets of dreams yet to find,
As we leave the past in the shadows behind.

The clock chimes softly, echoing the call,
Of beginnings anew, as the old year does fall.
With hearts wide open, we welcome the light,
Of hopes and wishes taking flight.

Through the veils of night, a promise unfolds,
In the dance of moments, a story retold.
The dawn paints colors on a canvas of gold,
A symphony of futures, brave and bold.

We walk together on this path of new,
With dreams as our compass, guiding us through.
In the tender glow of the year’s first rays,
We find our courage, in the warmth it conveys.