A New Year

Early morning callings

Waking up from dreams

Rain hits glass soft clipping steam

I think of what 2015 brings

2014 brought many things

New life

Loss of life

Friends

Reminding me that not every new year

Is your friend

But with age comes time

And with time age

Lives are born

While others taken away

So I lay in bed

2 days into the new year

Hope for the best

Hold back my fears

Of what time may bring me

with the New Year

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