The Last Midnight

It was quiet and cold on the last day of the year, The world wrapped in silence, like it knew you were near. We sat in the glow of the last fading light, Holding on to each second before you took flight. The clock kept ticking, the world kept its pace, But there was something so still in that time and place. And you slipped away as the old year died, Leaving shadows and echoes we couldn't hide. A new year's here, but it's colder now, Without you here to show us how. Oh, Dad, you're gone, and yet you stay, In the silence of that New Year's Day. The fireworks burst, and the countdown began, But my heart held its beat like it knew the plan. The world cheered the future, not knowing the cost, Of saying goodbye to what we'd lost. Every cheer felt hollow, every light too bright, As I held onto you through the last midnight. And you slipped away as the old year died, Leaving shadows and echoes we couldn't hide. A new year's here, but it's colder now, Without you here to show us how. Oh, Dad, you're gone, and yet you stay, In the silence of that New Year's Day. Now every New Year's, I'll remember you there, In the last stroke of midnight, in a whispered prayer. The world moves on, but I hold tight, To the memory of that last, quiet night. You slipped away, but you left a trace, In the lines of my heart, in the lines of your face. I'll carry you forward, though it's hard to say, Happy New Year without you, Dad, today