Friday, January 2, 2009

New Year

ANOTHER YEAR
© 2000

An open book begins another year,
And Christmas doesn't seem at all too near.
The football games fill ears with bursting cheers,
And quiet thoughts of Christmas bring some tears.

Can gifts be now so quickly lost and spent?
Can joy be quickly lost in paying rent?
Does God look down and know how much its meant
To me to know the joy that's heaven sent?

I wonder as I look ahead today--
To one more year of struggle day by day:
Will minds be focused just on making hay,
Or is life more than seeking higher pay?

There's hope in all of this I usually find.
There's more to life than just the daily grind.
One cannot see the future in the mind,
But play and toil release that bitter bind.

Anticipation is the fuel at hand.
We wait expectantly for luck to land
On our front doorstep just as though we planned
To make our mark on this our native land.

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