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It went against my nature to be unstintingly optimistic, and couldn’t resist putting a little sting in the tail.
Note: ‘hoar’ means ‘frost’ (what did you think?)
Joyful bells and pyrotechnics greet the year
Acclamations of the turning of a page
Now we look to future hopes with banished fear
Under brightening days new visions to engage
Acquiescent to what fate may have in store
Reaching forward for the blessings that may pour
You had better wear warm gloves against the hoar!
Copyright © Geoffrey Brewer | Year Posted 2019
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