A New Dawn Justice Eluded her But she was On Run Till last gasp
But soon surrounded The foul air Lies and deceit Confusion thicken With Past ,pre past links of delinked Whither the path?
Now energy lost Treading forward difficult Stood confused With a restless soul Looked around to escape Lend my ear To listen footsteps But- What is it? No sound of footsteps Is it Silence before storm! And come Roaring sound of cyclone Very powerful to uproot all I stood, Watched Saw the uprooting And finally a serenity Of New beginning Of NEW DAWN
Count your blessings you’re still here it’s 2018 another wonderous year. 2017 has passed us by ain’t it truly funny how time can really fly. Was 2017 a scream or just routine? Did it make you hoot and holler, kept
’tis a playing field for many kinds out in the arena, to discern the companionship of the puissant sun ’tis a hot, new summer day , blithe and sound maketh thou run, run, run… syrupy voice of nightingale, fills candied
This day of sixty fruitful weeks shadow pristine relics of bundled keepsakes adorned in obsolete gazettes of passing snow storms, puppy training and next door’s junk mail. Transition logs re-call six states, five military orders, four duty stations, six rusted
As we take a break before new year and congratulate ourselves for surviving Christmas and all the cheer. We’ve wrapped all our presents, exchanged them with loved ones, sampled tons of food, drunk lots of wine and beer. Onto New