Wouldn't it be great if all of our pain,
could be released like the cork,
from a bottle of champagne.

Rocketing high, coming to rest on the floor,
pressure released, flying away,
never to be felt, forever more.

A New Year is ready to be ushered in,
a past one ready to be archived.
Life new, prepared to begin.

Release that cork from the bottle, let it fly.
Celebrate the coming new year with vigor.
Place all pain on the cork, bid it, goodbye.

Pour a glass of bubbly, take a big drink.
Bubbles dancing on your tongue, bring
pleasure to your palate, just think.

Wouldn't it be great if all of our pain,
could be released like the cork,
from a bottle of champagne.