Tale Of New Year.

The table sits in darkened room,
Its fare all spent its contents strewn,
All use now ended, empty shell
A place where only thoughts now dwell.

For this is last years empty table
Feasted on by all those able,
Some who sat and joined the fest
Have left our mortal life to rest.

Friends anew have stepped on board
As life continues rest assured,
For in the light of room next door
The circle starts again once more.

A brand new table full to flowing
What it holds not ours for knowing,
Be sure this though safe from fear
To take your place for this New Year.

Amongst the newly laid out feast
When hope and faith are all increased,  

Savour what this new year bring's

As midnight bells chime 12 strong rings.