Deep in this dark, cold, last night of December,
is one tiny flame of a flickering ember.
like so many memories of Decembers gone by,
tucked in our hearts, memories safely reside,
reminiscing our blessings through all the past years,
of those we have loved, our regrets, and our tears.
As December surrenders to January's dawn,
that one tiny ember still flickers on,
sparking the flame to new memories born
on the horizon of this New Year's morn!
Old And New Memories Of Each Year
January's Dawn
Published: March 2018
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