fireplace year

find the direction, says the wind!
placing the trophy on the windowsill
and making a spot for a plant in a pot
there is no better way to begin the year
he thought.
make a route, says the river!
a people so far from us
have known this for a long time
but after a few ways
make a brand new beginning.
create the song, says the voice!
once the song is sung
and the last notes have all come
to a conclusion of a last desperate
realm of completion.
make a new experience, says the day!
and i remember the litle story
about how, this one time…

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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