Year in, year out, we make our
vows,
Refuse the milk from sacred cows.
Build sheds of dreams, brick by
brick,
Re-light our candle, trim our wick.
Step forth into the New Year bold
Tell again the tales re-told.
Sure that now we’ll get it right
Live fully in our self-lit light.
Free as the wind, our chains
unbound
Until once more the year winds
down.
Puzzles still with no solution
Again, our New Year’s Resolution.
Again, our New Year’s Resolution.
Jan. 1, 2018—Doug Goodkin
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