Reflections - Poem by David Harris
As each year begins to close,
we reflect over the passing one
remembering the highlights
along with the year’s woes.
How things made us laugh
and the others that made us cry
the whole mixed bag
that we call a year gone by.
We look forward to the next
with eager expectations
reflecting on how we can
make more dreams come true
and all the time hoping that sadness
will miss our door.
Of making new friends to fill the gaps
where old ones have faded away.
All this we do as we reflect
on the passing of another year.
31 December 2009
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