What's In Store This Year Poem by Ray Hansell

I wonder if the New Year
Will be better the last
I wonder if the future
Will somehow resemble the past

It seems the only things that change
Is that I keep getter older
Although I have to admit
That the world keeps getting colder

Will there be new friends
Waiting out there for me
Or will it be the old stand by’s
The one’s I always see

There’s nothing wrong with old friends
I believe they are great treasures
Through the years they’ve given me
So many of my life’s pleasures

With old friends you can be yourself
There’s need to pretend
Old friends will always be there
Until the very end

1-1-11/RJH