In reflection of these last
three hundred and sixty-five days,
some garnered diminished
attention, many were inspirational by
wafts of wonderful smells,
sounds of song and music from voices
by humans or avian, or the
sounds of rustling leaves of trees from
wind, of running streams and
brooks, or the callings of creatures
in the woods. There were many
moments of laughter and smiles
from family and friends, smiles
from strangers.
Yet, many tears were shed of
aching hearts, the angst and sorrow
of my mind and spirit from the
passing of my brother and three
close friends. Stories and visions
of suffering and sadness from
distant lands of devastation from
fires and floods, hurricanes and
tornados, from the wanton
deaths and killing of innocent people
because of famine and wars, the
result of ignorance and stupidity
from prejudice and hate
And so now, I shall breathe in
deep, shall conjure in my mind, my
heart and spirit, my being, how
tomorrow being the start of our
new year, according to the Gregorian
calendar, I will think positive
despite a portentous arrival of
a dystopian condition being bandied
about by the ‘2025MAGA’
leadership in our U.S.A. Republic. My wish
and hope is that there will be
enough caring minds and hearts who
will promote and carry our
Democracy through this challenge
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