My New Years Day

Everything is much the same 12 months down the road
The new year is here and my trousers still need sewed .
I’m invisible to my kids , caught up with life .
They’re never seem content ,
much the same as my wife .
I don’t have the answers ,
I didn’t have before ,
I don’t want to say it ,
So I won’t anymore .
They can't acknowledge me or send me a greeting .
I've tried my very best to set up a meeting .
I parked the car outside their door on Christmas Eve .
I waited for a while until I had to leave .
Inside their home they all hugged and kissed each other .
Kisses and hugs for sons and smiles for a brother .
My daughters all happy and me sitting alone .
They don't even know that I am outside their home .
Waiting and watching .
Hoping and praying for them .
One day they'll all grow up to be women and men .
My family have forgot me on New Years day .
Hey , remember me ?.
Happy new year anyway .