New Year 2017
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New Year 2017
Two-thousand-seventeen, a brand new year;
sheet one of twelve to see upon the wall.
Pristine it hangs, no scribbles...each page clear;
fresh new start, a slate wiped clean of scrawl.
Time to breathe, set new plans both big and small.
One whole year, so many days to get things done;
lots of time...do not rush, haste does make waste.
Surely, days will pass unused and one by one,
the pages fly right off the wall, replaced
by some regrets no challenges were faced.
Yet, I will see Earth’s seasons come and go
and feel the surge of Spring’s rebirthing rite;
the Summer sun and flowers, the Autumn glow,
then Winter wonderland of snow so white.
This year will be another gift of life’s delight.
Sandra M. Haight
~2nd Place~
Contest: Welcome 2017
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron
Judged: 01/07/2017
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2016
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