* So Long Year

So long year, you came in for me like the Mother Loins in Africa who, attack those who might harm their young, but you have gone out like the water being sprayed from the hoses of the firemen who fight to put out the mighty flames erupting. I am ready to take the paths set in front of me with my tired worn out feet I will one foot in front of the other as painful as it will be never looking back at you or regretting what you had given me or taken away because you are now forgotten like the flames that were drowned by the water. Some scars may remain, to remind me to not go there again, but I am ready to take the New Year ahead and make it the best I can, it too will bring many storms, that will feel like they may engulp me but, only then will I give you that slight thought to remind me I got though what you had given and I too will get through this as well.