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| Sunday Poetry |
New Year Resolve
The time has come
To stop allowing the clutter
To clutter my mind
Like dirty snow,
Shove it off and find
Clear time, clear water,
Time for a change,
Let silence in like a cat
Who sat at my door
Neither wild nor strange
Happy for food from my door
And shivering on the mat.
Let silence in.
He will barely mew,
He will sleep on our chair
And all I have ever been
Either false or true
Will live again in my head
For it is now or not
As old age silts the stream,
To shove away the clutter,
To untie every knot,
To take the time to dream,
To come back to still water.
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