3 years ago. January 4, 2021 at 9:34 PM
Twas the night before the following year,
Hope for the future, remembering the past,
But things happen beyond your control,
Alas news spreads about family, friends,
Igniting feelings and thoughts.
From a caterpillar a gossamer winged rainbow dances on the breeze,
A breeze brushed the trees and whispers with the leaves.
The ballet as the leaves drop to the ground,
From the duvet of cast offs new life emerges.
Reaching, striving for the sun,
Join me my love on that journey.
Through the hard times and strive for the good ones.
FD