Loosely translated, Auld Lang Syne might say, “for ( the sake of ) old times.”
Each new year and more often than that, my thoughts return to yesterday.
“I can walk along the back roads of my memories anytime:
And find so many waiting thoughts, these shadows in my mind.
The mist of once upon a time will always have its say;
As friends and families gather in those years of yesterday.”
The last verse of a poem I wrote, “Those Years of Yesterday.”
For each of you, the best of thoughts for the coming year.