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Dec 2015
Memories go back in time,
but how far.
Is it to our birth
or our first year after that.

Finding my mind
not always aware of the time.
A place, a person or
perchance, just a passing thought.

Remembering times of good cheer,
fellowship and maybe a little tear.
Thoughts of my past
and passing friends that are no more.

New Years will be here soon,
as another has past.
A chance to renew,
starting from scratch, a new year.

Starting a new
with happiness and good cheer.
I get to start over
as it will soon be a New Year.
Willard Wells
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Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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