Unravel the gavel
Here comes 2016
Parading down the avenue
On the corner of W 46th and 7th
Is where we will bring it in
Neon lights crazy
In an evening rather balmy
Than hazy
I’m sure it will be crazy
Bringing in the New Year
I am no expert
I speak with no certification
Validation
Or Accreditation
This great nation
Built certainly through a process
Of migration
We must hold true
To life, liberty, and freedom
Now we contemplate
Such great
Changes
As 2016 is brought in
I hope the best in the year to come
For the nation that lies
Between the Atlantic and Pacific
And under the sun
It’s different this time around
Changes in the way I hear
The holiday sounds
All around
I am reminded of a new normal
Changing customs
Different yet warming
I have had 28 consistent years
So this was the year of more
Inconsistencies
Some deliberately
Changes made inadvertently
But in time I will see
The effects of small moves
Start as ripples
But shapes into grooves
My new life ahead
Changes inevitable
The lines I could have read
No matter what they said
Thee seasons were different this year
Missing loved ones
I wish were here
Notes unclear
A year newly wed
To the laughs of
What the joker said
Uneasy decisions
Laying upon eager mantle
It was never my plan though
It was unclear
A year of reflection
Upon the drum of my ear
Pounds the light sound
Of changing throughout the year
The change would happen
Regardless of my decisions
Blurred my future visions
So on a day of reflection from 2015
Much is to be seen
In 2016
The first ice of the year
Coldness I can almost bear
Stuck to every inch
Getting up slowly eyes flinch
To see the cold return
On the streets
Of the Indiana towns
All around
Just trying to stay warm
This morning
It was strange
Instead of festive
Kind of plain
Unthrilled
Mundane
Clocks whirl there hands
In some grand scheme
Taking time away from us
Is what I mean
It’s seams so fatigued
Fettered
Christmas night with summer weather
All the better
I believe I am better
Not seeing the ones I love
It was a Christmas uneven
Lost rather than loved
It was a full moon on the 25th
The whole season was off
Distressed and put off
But as the moon set rest
So another sunrise could set
My life reset
And on I go
Into the January cold
Yet another year
Sheer running it seems
Wandering and walking
Christmas Eve comes quickly
A new year seemingly
Upon me
A year spent
All over the world
Whirling around
Behind the wheel of a car
Far in he free air
Upon a Christmas Eve near
Here is the next year
Ode to complication
How you have grown
From such a little boy
To full blown man
You used to have no role
In my life
Absent at times
Now more full time
Coming on stage
During the Holidays
Bending truths
Subjecting relationships
To misunderstandings
How I would not fear you
Growing up
But as I age
I see the ripples
Growing on a sleepy lake
Unfortunately it seems
You have arrived
Not ethereal
But on my life’s front door
Now that your here
I will now have to learn to adapt
Grow
Accommodate this new arrival
I wish you not the best
But that we can both exist
It happens in Brooklyn
Crazy weekends
Working through odd ends
Songs and book ends
Stories of Wall Street and
Conglomerations
A satisfying feeling
Just staying home
Low key and alone
Maybe watch a movie
From my phone
We set out on a wild journey
Never know what was around
The corner
We are getting warmer
Sleeping in our car
Only warranted
A rite of passage in this city
Sleeping on the streets
Can be shitty
Be now I relate more
The struggle
Of the next man just trying to get by
In a city that can
Just fly by
Sourdough, coffee, and Christmas
In Union Square
Bustling happening
On an evenings care
Touching shoulders
On crowded streets
Big city
Can sweep you off your feet
I barely look up
For all the treasures lay ahead
On a Friday nights nights
Under the Square lights
A Cup of Songwriting 