New Innings …

In the thickets of the forest
The little birds speak
Did you hear the budding of the florets?
Its fragrance , covering the tepid reek?

Through the auburns of autumn
and the ivories of winter
There is a lovely spring anew
amidst the leaf shedding, helter skelter

While the empty branches
Yes, they are, a sad sight
As I walk past , over the following days
New leaves! New life! What a delight!

As all things in life
they come a full circle
As the sands of time
Through the hourglass, trickle

Lets celebrate!
For this year is done
Let rejoice!
And start anew, the upcoming one


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