Another year come

Another year gone

365 days, like a vapor.

Now faced with the what’s to come.

Sitting, waiting, reflectively wistful.

The past seems to be so long ago,

Yet the taste so fresh upon the tongue

Should we hope, should we wish?

Will we remain the same?

The dawn of a new year closely approaches,

Excitement customarily it’s companion

Brings new emotions as it’s plus one this year.

Not sure what to feel or what to hope

Cautious not to breathe too deep

The worlds actuality suddenly vividly beheld

Yet in all this

This I know

The Lord is with me