The nights are getting shorter now…

If you watch you can see it clearly.

I don’t do this anymore…

Because I have seen it all before.

I watch her now from my pillow.

As the cannons and fireworks explode.

She smiles in the dark. ‘Happy New Year.’

I fade to somewhere else…

In the morning, the days are longer now.

I can’t tell for certain, so I make it up.

Fiction blurs with reality…

Oh, I will begin to work out again and stop.

Allowing the eventuality her due course.

Not yet, though…

Keep it going, Laddie!