Rhyme's First Day

 

Today is the 1st of January,

The day as if in love,

Black-silvery, it says sorry

To the cloud-veiled sun's shove.

 

A new day with a new aurora,

Week new with new lyre,

20th gone, now 21st opera,

And millennium new with aurum-aureola.

 

Yes! New Year's first day

With its rainy ray.

Droplets with winy chorus falling,

Ebriated, chilly air goes sailing.

 

And we get an excited shiver,

Like a river

In a cold rainy vale;— 

New drink for humanity's hail.

 

Trees dance to a moderate gale,

Leaves rustle to rainy tune,

Pouring as destiny's boon—

A new day too in some solitary dale.

 

The cold, wet new day,

Still with an aeonic silvery new ray,

Flaura fauna make hay,

Like a wave enters a new bay.