Just A Step.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I am going to come back
from where I have been,
streets of my footsteps lack
what I have now seen.
All yesterdays are gone
to give something new,
so I must go therefore on
in informing them to you.

My life is just a step
from a year that has left,
and now it's a new load
of an unknown song bereft.
Like flowers of last year
that gave their colors,
this to you I now adhere
as wintry wind hollers.

I'll have to start afresh
for each year I am anew,
in fresh moments to cares
and giving them to you.
I follow seasons time
what they'll whisper to me,
it's a beginning of a prime
to a coming year that's free.