Ode to New Year's

Each moment ticks by, it cannot stay;
Present becomes Past throughout the day.
Hearkening to fleeting, unadorned bliss,
Elusive as a farewell kiss.
Making memories without delay,
Ere precious time slips away.
Ruminating in this way,
As we read and sing and play,
Let praises ring this New Year's Day!

~ Ephemeral: lasting only one day, lasting for a very short time.