As I am beginning this new year,
I have just one thought that is so clear.
The times I can share
With whomever’s there,
Are routes to connections that endear.
Holidays “wrapped” with old usual,
Can make me feel quite confusional.
Made quiet and spare,
With things that show care;
Holidays can be quite beautiful!
Accepting an offer, a Help-Gift,
Can open the way for a big shift.
A task that gets done,
Or something that’s fun.
Surefire route to a mental lift.
The holidays that I’m expecting
Have portions that I am rejecting.
Sidestep the flurry.
Discard the worry.
What I want from this is connecting.
A phrase that’s said often half-hearted,
Can fall on deaf ears; message thwarted.
What IF we can hear
Intended good cheer?
It can be connection “jump-started”.
When riding has made me so happy,
When leaves are so dry, they are snappy,
I listen and hear
Music to my ear.
That’s sung by the happy Grandpappy!
Whenever I am speaking and voice
Some adventure that ends with rejoice,
I hope that the tale
With strength will prevail,
Bringing action and joy to your choice.
Hearing “Bloops” can cause hilarity.
Answers one speaks with sincerity—
That don’t match at all,
Can even appall,
Lacking my hearing’s dexterity.
Our rides are a fine celebration,
Of marriage as Life Education.
We’ve learned through the years,
With laughter and tears.
Arriving to this Affirmation
Here’s what I think can come of sharing.
We learn beyond that which is glaring.
We learn what we’ve done,
For cause or for fun—
We learn of our daring and caring.
I notice how often I hurry;
Passing by things in a flurry.
There’s really no need,
For dashing with speed.
Which makes what I pass rather blurry!
Reviewing the contents of each day,
I often pass over and just say,
“It’s really so small,
No meaning at all”.
Deserving instead, a big Hooray!