The Tide

Looking on the year 

we've lost, we've won. 

The world bent double - 

we swam in seas unknown.

We came through with some

wrinkles, memories and miles -

tears for loved ones past 

and bygones were imbibed.

We kept in mind our 

hopes, dreams and near ones,

The distant and the dear ones,

Our misty and our clear ones.

Looking at the year we've lost

I'd like to think we won -

Hand in hand in a hurricane

In an ever-setting sun.

Well, this ditty is not perfect,

But it just means to say,

If you ride the tide again this year,

Then you'll have done OK.

Looking on the year

We've lost, we've won.

So raise a glass to last year,

And ride another one.