The old year's on its way out now.
The new one's at the door.
What has been done is history...
The future lies before.
No matter where our paths may lead
One thing I know as true...
Whatever comes, we'll write it down
'Cause that's what poets do.

We may have tragedies befall
We may have joys bestowed.
We'll use our love of writing as
A way to ease our load.
We'll share our joy with others and
Our pain and sadness, too.
We'll spread our lives on printed page
'Cause that's what poets do.

Perhaps we'll gain some comfort from
The sharing of our grief.
Perhaps our words of laughter will
Bring others some relief.
Our writings will allow us to
Exchange our points of view
And learn from one another's ways
'Cause that's what poets do.

So greet the new year with a smile
An opportunity
To write a host of brand new verse
Into your diary.
Together we will march into
The year 2004
Cause that's what poets do
And that's what we are all here for.