Passion Where...This Year? - Poem by Richard Stilwell
One to the other,
Moving between the two.
Licking my lips in anticipation,
Rolling my eyes remembering,
But wiser making my way,
To a better place,
Where life can start,
Or be held back for years to come,
In the same rut,
And unhappy being there,
Unless resolutions are made,
In this new year.
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