Sunday Poetry - Happy New Year!

I can't think of a more appropriate poem for this time of year than Robert Burns's Auld Lang Syne. Written in 1788, the title literally means "old long since" or "long long ago". Even though it's often sung to a jaunty tune, it's also a melancholy song about remembrance of those who are no longer with us & also a farewell to the year that's ending. I'll be back before New Year's with my Top 10 books of the year & maybe even another review so I won't wish you all a Happy New Year just yet. Enjoy the last few days of 2013, whatever you're doing.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne ?

    CHORUS:
    For auld lang syne, my jo,
    for auld lang syne,
    we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
    for auld lang syne.

And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp !
and surely I’ll be mine !
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

    CHORUS

We twa hae run about the braes,
and pu’d the gowans fine ;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,
sin auld lang syne.

    CHORUS

We twa hae paidl’d i' the burn,
frae morning sun till dine ;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
sin auld lang syne.

    CHORUS

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere !
and gie's a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught,
for auld lang syne.

    CHORUS