New Year
it beckons now, this
quivering, lovely year, is ours to write upon, with
care.
our hopes, our
dreams, our every whim,
is
free to find a place upon its page.
we have the grace to place
upon
that virgin page, our
every dream
our glowing
hopes for all that live,
our passions, great and
small.
let us now
try
to treat this year with
gentle grace
and never to
remove
the wondering smile
upon its lovely face.
- sama
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