The New Year is knocking on the door
as old year’s stories from my heart pour,
happy and sad times blur together
then float away light as a feather.
Suddenly there’s a brilliant white page,
new beginnings show no signs of age,
time indeed offers us a fresh start,
throw old baggage on a passing cart.
Happiness dances across the stage
celebrating life, stomping out rage,
toasting 2009’s designs,
breathtaking patterns of life entwine.
Fireworks, confetti – signs of what’s near,
signal January first is here,
with open arms we embrace the day,
guided by hope we search for the way.
Fritillary Friends
9 hours ago
1 comment:
Loved this poem and the previous one as well !
Say good bye to old news and hello to the new news ! Happy New Years you !!!
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