“ One’s destination is never a place but a new way of looking at things.” (Henry Miller)
JANUARY’S SUNSHINE ( An original poem by USFMAN )
In Absence Of Winter, One Never Grows Old
When Palm Fronds Can Sway In Glorious Gold
Feel Peace Like A Lotus Drifting On Lazy Lagoon
When Bloom Filled Breeze Breaks Awaiting Cocoon
Much of Our Life Choice Fills With Restless Will
When Our Slower Paced Soul Seeks Reptilian Chill
But As Nurture Finds Nature One’s Troubles Expire
When Solitude Calls To Stand Still By Warm Fire
Know That Fertility Of Earth Lifts One’s Dimness of Gray
So Happy New Year To You As You Blossom Each Day
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Lovely, Jim… HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I wasn’t thinking of format – just ideas on this poem.
You’re the pro on poetry that I respect highly.
Here’s hoping for plenty of January sunshine! Happy New Year!!!
I’m looking forward to a year of Trump indictments Jill . Stay well.
Happy New Year to you as well. Wishing you lots of good health and happiness in 2023!
Nice! The sun lengthens the day again, the wind turns, we come back to life…
As you wish, I hope you experience plenty of this seasonal brightness soon.
Happy New Year – and enjoy the warm weather!
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