Pic of the day

Pic of the day
Somehow, she's always the one up here.

Sunday, January 1, 2012


Late night's
bright lights
blaze with no warning:
memories in the morning.

Dance: drop the wine;
chance: "drop me a line";
tonight, the moment's
yours and mine;
said to be providence,
perhaps divine.

Hugs and wishes,
farewell kisses,
missed sunrises,
new-year promises:
the branded night and tag-line morning are come and gone and now are done;
the year ahead's the season's flavour: gladly, it was well-begun.

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