"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." ~Maya Angelou

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Poem: Looking Ahead

The last day of the year draws nigh.
I look ahead with quiet eye
and wonder
what the year will bring,
what lights will glow,
what bells will ring.

My hope for you is all things fair
in summer sun or autumn air
and may the sweetest buds of spring
bloom in your heart
to give you wings.

Each day I will see as gift
as seasons roll and planets shift
and I will honor everything
that lives and loves,
that sees and sings.

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