That's not been said a thousand times?
The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.
We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.
We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.
We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead.
We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that's the burden of a year.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
(thanks to Adelle Laudan who shared this via her blog)
May your New Year be full of joy, and the sadnesses therein none too heavy to bear. If you must bear them, may you not have to bear them alone - this too, I wish for your joy.