Sunday, November 29, 2009


(For the time being.)

May the new December days be joyful and inspiring,
With each moment full of love and news of good things, only;
And the words you hear must be appreciative in nature:
Compliments and kindness and encouragement, forever
(Not the other sort, the ones all weighted down with judgment).
Wishing you reflection and a shining new direction
As the year winds up and time winds down (there goes perfection).
Few things really matter, no, not when it comes down to it--
Love each other and your much-flawed self, and most of all,
To that much-flawed self be true, through every storm and squall;
Hold that self aloft so she can breathe until it's calm.

-- DNT 11.29.09

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