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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A fine write AP, and clip of some of Fido's friends! lol.
Thanks Orchi, but why isn't Fido in the clip with his friends? 🤔
Happy New Year. All the best for 2022.
Happy New Year to you Rozina Too. 👍
AP,
‘Begone 2021
I’d just as soon forget you
And take with you the memories
With hope, I look forward to 2022’
This last stanza is exactly how I feel about 2021. I’m hoping and praying that 2022 will be much kinder. Thank you for sharing your wonderful poem.
Wishing you a happy and healthy New Year.
Laura 🌻
Thank you, Laura and a very Happy New Year to you as well. 😊
May your pen never be far from the page in this new year AP.
Andy
Oh my pen will be near the page. I just need to make sure I'm near my pen. Thanks Andy and here's wishing you a very Happy New Year. 😊
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