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Cyclical
It all comes round again.
Now observed through the rearview mirror,
the old year replays in glorious technicolour:
Memories, activities, laughter and love
captured in photos and film and words,
just like the round-up news report entitled:
'2022's Biggest Stories... in 74 seconds'
which I watched this morning, January 1st.
It's funny how I look upon the old with affection
and only remember the good parts.
By contrast, the new year has always daunted me
with its blank, white diary pages
and wintery days stretching bleakly ahead.
I sense the tug of the old and the familiar
and feel unwilling to walk into the cold.
I know that some time soon,
I'll be able to look back on this day, this week
and see it filled with colour too.
I think I know what I must do:
keep moving forward, embrace the new—
face it head-on until
it no longer holds such fear.
Now observed through the rearview mirror,
the old year replays in glorious technicolour:
Memories, activities, laughter and love
captured in photos and film and words,
just like the round-up news report entitled:
'2022's Biggest Stories... in 74 seconds'
which I watched this morning, January 1st.
It's funny how I look upon the old with affection
and only remember the good parts.
By contrast, the new year has always daunted me
with its blank, white diary pages
and wintery days stretching bleakly ahead.
I sense the tug of the old and the familiar
and feel unwilling to walk into the cold.
I know that some time soon,
I'll be able to look back on this day, this week
and see it filled with colour too.
I think I know what I must do:
keep moving forward, embrace the new—
face it head-on until
it no longer holds such fear.
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