Gift to Create

The weary year’s clock winds down,

its chimes keep laughter and silence,

the footprints of the journey, the lessons learned,

and the tears that became seeds.

 

The doorway of new time opens,

with fresh air that invites us to dream,

a blank canvas awaits our hands,

to paint it with hope and clarity.

 

May what we lived be roots of strength,

may what is coming blossom in kindness,

and may each dawn remind us

that the future is a gift to create.

 

 

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