Another year come
Another year gone
365 days, like a vapor.
Now faced with the what’s to come.
Sitting, waiting, reflectively wistful.
The past seems to be so long ago,
Yet the taste so fresh upon the tongue
Should we hope, should we wish?
Will we remain the same?
The dawn of a new year closely approaches,
Excitement customarily it’s companion
Brings new emotions as it’s plus one this year.
Not sure what to feel or what to hope
Cautious not to breathe too deep
The worlds actuality suddenly vividly beheld
Yet in all this
This I know
The Lord is with me