New day, new year

An unfolding path,
this new day and
new year presents.

Lived with intention,
that is my choosing.

Eyes forward focused
on the here and now,
for time I can’t get back.

It evaporates like dew
on a sunny morn.

-akw-

(This is a poem for tomorrow January 1^st, but I’m not kicking off the new year online so posting early 💜)

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©2020 Angel K Will
Photo by Johannes Plenio from Pexels

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