Sunday, December 31, 2017

Should old acquaintance be forgot...

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


For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
 
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely you’ll buy your pint cup!
and surely I’ll buy mine!
And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.


For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,

 
 we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.


For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,

 
 we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine;

But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.


For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,

 
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

And there’s a hand my trusty friend!
And give me a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.


For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,

 
 we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.


Dearest Friends,
Yet another year has drawn to a close, thereby opening the curtains to reveal anticipated adventures and newfound friends.
It is liberating to know that we are authors our life stories, composing our dreams into nonfiction. Never should we regret previous chapters for those events paved our way to this page in our book. Toss tomorrow's cares to the wayside as we savour this very moment. Our lives will be daisy chains of blissful 'nows' that lead to faerytale endings.
Inspired by a greater good that guides us, we meander through our days. As we follow our paths, some with dawdle along the way to sniff the blooms while others will exert an exhilarating dash, wind in their hair and wings on their shoes. Whether we saunter or sprint, each journey is uniquely our own.

Where will we meander in the next dozen months? Cross roads and side paths will be clearly marked when our map navigates us with compassion as our compass. Because hopeless romantics follow their hearts, we are seldom lost.

I raise a toast to each of you in an Enchanted Revelries circle. May 2018 find you safe and contentedly sound with only good things in store for you and those held dear.
Happy New Year!
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(¸.•´ (¸.•´? Tristan 
 


7 comments:

JP Bloch said...

Happy New Year!

Betsy Skagen said...

Happy New Year dear friend!

Jeanie said...

Best New Year's post pictures EVER! Happy New Year, Tristan! Glad we have discovered each other this year!

Bonnie Schulte said...

Have a very Happy New Year. I like the idea that we all, each of us, are the Authors of our own book(which is the life we live here on earth) it is what it is, and whatever will be..will be.

Tina Picard Manzo said...

Thank you Tristan. I love this site you have created. May 2018 be peaceful and kind. Wishing you a happy and healthy New Year.

Jackie P Neal said...

And best wishes to you and yours as well Tristan!!
Thank you for this post! I never knew the song had this many verses!
Jackie xo

Michele said...

what a marvelous post! I've never seen all the verses to auld lang syne. the images are wonderful and perfectly fit the words. meanwhile your own authored wishes are wise and true. wishing you a glorious new year. xo