New Year’s reflections

Another year has gone by,
so to recount it I try.

In the past year, it seems,
quite many of your dreams
have finally come true.
It’s just like I wished you

on the last New Year’s Day.
I have learnt from hearsay
that you have co-opened,
together with your friend,

and successfully run
your own bar place. Well-done!
I’d be so proud of you.
And I have observed too

that ever since you’ve been
working your ass of in
there, while also running
a business producing

icy cold coffee drinks
with other friends (methinks).
Thus, except for a theft,
you sure are not bereft.

Instead, it seems, you are
having a time so far
the best you ever had.
You’re flying with your head

in clouds, literally
and metaphorically.
Both your businesses run
smoothly, and for you fun

and happiness are rife.
You’re living your best life.
While you in luck wallow,
I just have to swallow

the lump in my throat made
of hopes again betrayed,
frustration, and what seems
unfulfillable dreams.

Nonetheless, I still pray
you are well every day
and that your life great is
even this year. And, please,

take good care in all you do,
’cause I’m worried about you.