A New Year’s Eve Poem
©
2014 - 2018 by Joyce Mason
Winding down:
quiet as snow falling
Calendar switching
hushed as a church
before midnight
Darkness
awaits
dawn
A patient lover
at the train station
of tomorrow.
New Year’s cusp:
no party
champagne
streamers
confetti
Kissing only Change
at midnight
Tenderness
relishing the pure
white landscape
of infinite possibility.
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