Hope
In The New Year
© by Bud Lemire on Dec
26, 2016
It had come
to the end of another year
Yet thinking
of the new one, brought so much fear
There was
always the fear of the unknown
For half a
year, he carried a heavy stone
It grew much
heavier as the year came to an end
He found out
just how far he could bend
He had good
health, and the sun was shining
Remembering
that every cloud had a silver lining
Where did he
belong, where would he go
What would he
do, he just didn't know
Where would
his path, lead him to
He relied on
hope, to help him through
Everything
always seemed to have worked before
He earned his
money by doing his chore
Yet now he
had no chore to do
What little
money he has, he's going through
Soon he won't
have any for his rent
Because it
will all be spent
His path
brings him down a sad trail
He only knows
that he can not fail
What will
happen to this man next year
Let's hope a
miracle will appear
I've always glided
through the slow times,
and usually something
came along. I always
managed to make it
through my darkest times.
But that stress is
weighing heavily on me. I do
have some plans, but it
will me bring down a
different path. Not
sure it will be better, I only know
it is the only option
presenting itself to me right now.
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