Sleepy New year

The new year we welcome at twelve in the morning.
We bang pots and pans and explode fire crackers.
We watch scary movies and cuddle at night
in a room that is dark as to increase the fright.
Father tinkers on computers while son plays games
Sister draws naked people and mother complains.
Each year we predict next year to be the same
A silent wish for a safe year with a love for change.