One square at a time at nine

 So we all heard a little Queen
The most powerful piece on the board
I thought I would follow up
With who she's fighting for

There are patterns, at nine

Play it soft or even loud
Tonight's songs are about a crowd
The next hour, I think that I
Will play some tunes about the sky

This concludes the first week of 2021, at nine

It started with more plague
Then a coup mid-week
It's ended with someone
Unable to tweet

On to better things, at nine

Jeeeeeeze, I'm glad that's over
I'm sure you are as well
Amazing how those twelve months
Were a never-ending hell
And sure, there were some bright spots
And there'll be crap this year
I just glad we made it
I'm happy we're still here

We'll probably drink, too, at nine

We're all holed up in our homes
Haven't seen our friends in ages
Not even for a sit down meal
We all cover our faces
And, we'll see, two weeks from now
How bad it all might go
But tonight, we'll dance and chat and laugh
Happy to see this year go 

It's actually winter now, at nine

The nights are getting longer
The days are growing cold
We've done this so many times
You now need not be told
Sit down for a while
Come rest beside my hearth
We shall share a glass or two
And revel in its warmth

Candles and mirrors at nine

We all come together
We all do our part
Share a little bit of light
Help keep away the dark