Saturday, January 02, 2010
New Year Musings
Snowfall blankets it all, once more,
So the past two days - that once open door
Into a New Year has been hidden quite
Beneath a heavy icing of white.
Two thousand ten looks like two thousand nine,
And I , for one, cannot draw the line
Between yesterday and this new time
All of it seems one, all of it sublime,
Because by its very nature it's magic,
And to view its passing is hardly tragic.
We live together in measures taking
Its pulse in constructs of our own making,
So raise your glass and drink your fill,
Gulping from Life , quaffing until
You know your appetite's been well sated,
And a full, quenched Life you have created!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
So the past two days - that once open door
Into a New Year has been hidden quite
Beneath a heavy icing of white.
Two thousand ten looks like two thousand nine,
And I , for one, cannot draw the line
Between yesterday and this new time
All of it seems one, all of it sublime,
Because by its very nature it's magic,
And to view its passing is hardly tragic.
We live together in measures taking
Its pulse in constructs of our own making,
So raise your glass and drink your fill,
Gulping from Life , quaffing until
You know your appetite's been well sated,
And a full, quenched Life you have created!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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