A new day was just about to come,
And a new year lapsed when the cold made us numb.
We rough and ready were all bundled up,
We held back conserved energy like a young pup.
In anticipation, which was so very high,
Our drum mallet beats began entering the sky,
At location—Old City Hall—with its new face,
Still on Queen’s Street at its usual place.
Everyone was appareled in holiday cheer,
For an annual rite set for the New Year.
Hope was triggered for a better tomorrow,
Putting behind any of yester
