Enrichment Poem by Bill Galvin

The new year is here.
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My… time does fly.

Here's hoping skies be clear;
But when they do turn gray,
That they be manageable…
When snows and rains do appear,
That they have beauty and purpose,
And not be an obstacle.

My… time does fly.

So, must we hurry to fill our days?
Or, can we pause…
And reflect on what we have;
And the good we had…
Rather than what we lost.

My time does fly…
Maybe yours does, too.

Perhaps a little more Love,
Will bring a little more Peace,
And make this year truly New.

2018