As one year closes out
Another takes its place
Only the numbers change
A new numeric face
Also known as
Out with the old, in with the new
Up to the plate
Steps up my Muse
My Muse well rested
Until called back in urgency
As I needed to grieve
My Father in emergency
Like the ending year
His time was up
He just had to go
Elevator going up
And me being me
I had to be poetically correct
In honor of my Dad
Let my pen dance with respect
I know no need to say it, but
Sorry for my absence here
Now I’m back
To write in a brand-new year
(edited)
Your final year of 2021
A year I’ll not forget
Rest assured my memories of you
Now co-exist with respect
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