With the church bell’s ringing
the New Year enters
echoing the days of yesteryear.
Memories of happiness
the smiles of our children,
the sunlight within each face.
Who will remember these dear ones
far from our yearning arms?
Who remembers all they were,
the way she danced, the hat he wore?
With the old year gone
will they no longer be known?
We will remember them, each one.
We will hold them in our hearts
as we carry memories into this New Year.
We will allow the memories
to make us laugh, to make us sing.
Their lives will fill the air
as the church bells ring.
~ Alice J. Wisler