Wednesday, 31 December 2014

New Year. Poem

I will not dwell on the un-achieved
nor forget the trials of past
but give thanks to God that I still breathe
and declare next year will be greater than the last.
Friends have come and some have left
and...some have been laid to rest.
One was born and well met
while others have grown...leaving the nest.
The success I've been lucky with
will help me towards the next
and what I haven't managed this time around
I damn well will...if I hazard a guess
The future, for certain is never quite clear
but I will have conquered, by next new year.

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