In The Coming New Year

A poem to old friends

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May ’24 treat you gently and fair
May all those you touch know that you care
May the sun rise and set without any fear
With each day in the coming new year

May all that you breathe be the finest of air
May each day bring you a feeling of cheer
May you laugh so hard it brings you to tears
With each day in the coming new year

May your sorrows be small when they appear
May your dreams be of wonders and ever so clear
May you never fall into a rut or despair
With each day in the coming new year

And when we are distant as we are in these days,
May we all stay in touch in our own special ways.

— WOLRAD

(A poem from the Wolrad collection #277)