New Year’s Revelation
©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson
Image by Nordwood Themes on Unsplash
A new year for an altered life––
I guess it does seem fitting.
2018 hit us hard,
its sorrows unremitting.
Friends tell me we have “had our share.”
This new year should be great.
But while I hope my friends are right,
I have to hesitate.
My earthly view is patterned now
by threads of unmatched hues.
The truth is in the tapestry,
dark strands I did not choose.
And yet, it seems that they are mine,
so I must weave them in.
No doubt 2019 is
a good time to begin.
I plan to make it right somehow,
embrace it and believe;
but God will choose the threads I use.
All I can do is weave.
May this year shimmer silk and gold
to make life’s fabric shine,
with just enough of sterner stuff
my spirit to refine.
For more of my poems about death, loss and grieving, click here. Four related poems are also pictured below under Related Poems.
Tags: death, grief, holiday grief, loss of a child, mourning, new year's
