a grieving mom

New Year’s Revelation

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on . Posted in Holiday Poems, Poems about Death

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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.

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