Well wishes, to all who
   survived, another trip
     around the Sun.
Hope it was filled
    with, health, wealth  
        happiness, and fun!
And it continues, for You,
      and "Yours" in the
          "New One
              Just "Begun".

a drop of ink on parchment
lines spreading black on white
so the soul in flesh apartment
spreads its rays in black of night

We knit idyllic hopeful schemes
and fashion them as garments made from dreams

I never thought my thirties would weigh so much,
With chaos and confusion's constant touch.

I dreamed I'd join the great, the wise, the tall,
Yet no one told me of the truths that call.

They never warned of sleepless nights I'd face,
Or dreams of rest, escape's brief, fleeting grace.

I never knew my heart would bear its share,
Of friends' betrayals, loss, and love's despair.

No voice foretold the load of life's demands,
Or years pressed hard by fate's unyielding hands.

The grown-up life is far beyond my heart,
Which clings to youth, unwilling to depart.

A soul still tender as a child’s might be,
Afraid of life, yet yearning to break free.

Heroes, this time of
   Year, not hard
        to Spot.
Ringing a bell, over
     a red ***.
Getting a toy, for
    an unknown, Tot.
Passing out food
   In a parking Lot.
Dipping out a dinner
  filling and Hot.
Supplying a needed
  sleeping Cot.
The heroes, who have,
   serving the
         Have- not.
Still, a great Country
    we've, Got!