Monday, January 03, 2022

 

Resolutions

 There were thoughts, and I am so grateful for them. This, from Jill Scoggins:

01-01-22
I thought ā€˜19 was
bad. Twenty worse. Twenty-one
worst of all. Hurting

as ā€˜22 starts.
Even the weather today
is sad and dreary.

My optimism
is sparse. But it IS present.
Small light, flickering

just beyond where I
can touch it. But I see it.
Has to do for now.

Iā€™m old enough to
know bad times pass. The sun
light will shine again.

And from Christine:
 
My words for the New
Year are: Gratitude, Selfcare,
Strength and Connection.

Finally, this anonymous poem seemed worthwhile:

I got COVID twice
In 2020 and now
I'll take next year off.

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