Something for a New Year

A blue honest sky reflects
and water ripples from a winter wind.

This path is worn and muddy
so it isn’t hers to travel.
Hers is a not-knowing,
a “what will be?”

She remembers
the campfire
the dance

“I will begin again”

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~ by hannahcsykes on January 3, 2009.

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