New Year’s Dawn



Her resolutions remade themselves without her permission.

Reflections on the past mirrored the peace in her face.

The lines of life were all lifted by laughter and

that sweet, swaying way

of making things happen for all the right reasons.

Her smile was reserved for her selfish attention to him and her heart.

Each evening sunset held fast to the beating back of the years.

Under her tutelage time retreated to the present.

And the new fallen snow

set a white light upon her future

as her transgressions retreated,

all simply recorded as lessons

in the annals of those gorgeous,  and sated,  opportunities

for learning.


She sat watching the dead pine needles fall from the tree.


#for Reticent Mental Property. Image courtesy of the web.

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