Out with the Old
When I plant that New Year’s kiss,
just what is it I’m going to miss?
I certainly won’t miss the news,
which has not failed to unamuse.
I will not miss my aches and pain,
lest I invite them back again.
I will not miss the expense and cares
occasioned by my roof repairs.
I will not miss my aged appearance
or my young cat’s disappearance.
I’m looking forward, all-in-all
to having no regrets at all.
I’ll take my year unmarked, uncreased,
with all past worries now released.
For Daily Inkling’s New Year’s Kiss prompt.