WHITE year, white year, <br />Muffled soft in snow, <br />A diamond spray whose gems are gone <br />Before their grace we know, <br />A crystal-coated spray whose hours <br />Melt when looked upon, <br />Hoarfrost stars and hoarfrost flowers, <br />White year! <br />Green year, green year, <br />Sweet with sun and showers, <br />A windblown spray whose blossoms bright <br />Are the seven-colored hours, <br />A dancing spray whose leaves are days, <br />A spray whose leaves delight <br />In azure gleam and silver haze, <br />Green year! <br />New Year, new year <br />From rosy leaf to gold, <br />A shining spray on the Tree of Time <br />Where myriad sprays unfold, <br />A spray so fair that God may see <br />And gather it, bloom and rime, <br />To deck the doors of Eternity, <br />New Year!<br /><br />Katharine Lee Bates<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/new-year-46/
