Happy New Year

Like a balm on the
ground
lies a blanket of snow
cleansing the earth
from its' sin





As the old year moves on
making way for new
hope
And the New Year
comes rushing in




May a candle of hope
burn bright in each heart
and for all those
that you hold dear




Bless you and keep you
now is my prayer
'til this season
comes around next year
Rockingham Remembered
Short Stories