Year’s End

As we approach the end of 2018, a look at the end of this year.

Year’s End

The sands of time are running out

The year from youth is now so old

Change and decay, a time of doubt

The midnight land, the winter cold

Damp is the air, cold, cloying mist

The ague strikes, chill to the bone

The summer sun is long dismissed

In the dark, the ghosts do moan

The time approaches, final hour

Chimes of midnight set to ring

Old year dies, a waning power

Ending like a wound down spring

Year’s end over a cold bleak earth

New Year awakes, and brings rebirth