Reflections Poem by David Harris

Reflections

Rating: 3.1


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

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kranthi Pothineni 25 January 2010

Beautiful write. Each line speaks truth in this write. Liked this one a lot.10.

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Meggie Gultiano 24 January 2010

Of making new friends to fill the gaps where old ones have faded away. ------------ I am sure and very sure that I will not fade and have all the time for you, David

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Tom Billsborough 22 June 2016

like this one. Tom Billsborough

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Edward Kofi Louis 22 June 2016

Along with the year's woes! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Ramesh T A 22 June 2016

Nice nostalgia of past year and anticipation of another year!

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Ratnakar Mandlik 22 June 2016

We reflect on the passing of another year. Beautifully conceived meaningful poem worth recognition. Heartiest Congratulations for it's being selected as member Poem of the Day.

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So true.. this we do as we reflect. Thanks for this poem. A blessed day!

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... these we do as we reflect... so true. A blessed day all! Thanks for this poem.

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Bernard Snyder 22 June 2016

This poem is oh so true. An annual reflection. Congrats and job well done!

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Kevin Patrick 22 June 2016

I don't know why but I find this one of the most poignant thing I have ever read 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. Almost an Irish saying that, we can only hope grief comes knocking occasionally

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David Harris

David Harris

Bradfield, England
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