It's 20 past the one
As I write this line
I know it's getting late
But who's keeping the time?
Today we let it go
Today we'll stay up late
To usher out the unrenewed
And welcome fresh Spring fate
In lights or in red
In tradition's buzzing glee
Some shake, some touch
And some we simply let be
For not all gaps or rivers
Were meant for us to bridge
Just as lovers will fight
Before love's bounty reached
Hands and arms held open
Or closed in bowed greeting
Let us receive this canvas
Of shades that we all bring
So out not only with the old
And cheer not only for the new
But keep instead a heart so bold
With dreams and living, fresh as dew
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