2020
It is raining
A huge grey blanket
covers the sky.
A leaking cold is covering
the land.
Inside and outside
an invisible pandemic spreads.
A year of fire and death
comes to an end in rain
and cold.
One year ago
the world was so different
and I was so different.
I've lost almost everything
but found love.
My Baby Girl didn't make it
but she was happy.
So many didn't make it
and though it is raining outside
inside I am happy.
Next year will be better
the cold doesn't last forever.
Moses was killed in the desert
by the people he led.
And this year my sacred cow died.
My heart beats stronger
and love still has a light for me.
She found me in the dark
so we stumble together now
trying to help each other see.
Work is work is work
but next year it won't be home.
It will take as much as it wants,
if you give it all.
But it only gives what it must,
if it gives at all.
I know a year has passed,
Christmas didn't feel like Christmas
and Easter didn't feel like Easter.
But the grass has grown
I am older, we all are.
All around me a world is changing
though the calendar feels wrong.
I enter the new year
holding on to love
But letting go of love too.
My heart is filled with her,
and I am letting go of the past.
Through the rain of another day
a new year begins.
Like a seed with a hidden life
a gift wrapped thick with paper
We start to open it
and it starts to grow.
I believe in tomorrow
and the day after
Next week doesn't have to be the same.
This New Year is full of Hope
and so am I.