New Year’s Poem

This might be my favorite poem I’ve ever written. I don’t know what magic was in the air on the New Year of 2022, but I sure do love what it made me write.

I walked through the sands of time 
Past memories, ankle-deep 
I swept away unwanted grime 
And picked what I wished to keep. 

My pockets full of grainy gold, 
I continued on my quest 
And though my self is hard to hold 
I truly did my best. 

I stopped and dried my feet 
After the puddles of regret 
The liquid tempts, and seems so sweet 
But it is much kinder to forget. 

I gazed at the nostalgic moon 
With its honeyed hazy glow 
And finally crossed the final dune 
With footsteps soft and slow. 

“Here I am,” I said, 
To the New Year standing there. 
“I lived and breathed and did my best, 
And that is only fair.”
 
The New Year nodded, and held my hand. 
She sighed and counted down from ten. 
“What a lovely time it seems you’ve had..
..now go, and do it all again.”