Changeover

We’re all decided,

the year has become

so last year, dear,

it simply has to go.

We are nothing if not

up-to-the minute, and

we plainly can’t be seen in

last year’s thoughts.

Lists of best and worst,

funniest or most deplorable,

you cannot get away from them.

Editorials on the ins and outs

of futile wars,

natural disasters,

the whys and wherefores of

catastrophes and

galloping epidemics,

there’s no let-up.

Tales of

greed and corruption

make headlines throughout the year.

But we have plans,

we will make

changes. 

Yes sir,

we have learned our lesson.

We must do better.

We will do better.

We have Tabula Rasa.

A fresh start,

renewed hope.

Let the journey begin.

o-o-o-o

Tonight pretty pink clouds trundled across the sky at Valley’s End.

I wonder, could they have been pigs flying?

A Very Happy New Year

To

One And All.