Sitting here watching the evening pass
Waiting for the next year to start
Reading what others are saying
As the year begins to depart
Reliving things they have done
Or hoping for what next year will bring
All this seems so important
As the new year is about to ring
Why are we not like this on other days
In the middle of the year
When the calendar changes from June to July
What is it about January that brings this fear?
© 2012 Deanna Repose Oaks
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