Thursday

Countdown



Ten...
glasses raised to toast new starts
to friends who've come and gone

Nine...
smiles shared in trust now earned
through redundant pain released

Eight...
ball reads, "Definitely"
at the question of removing

Seven...
deadly demons hidden deep
from this year past contained

Six...
lonely weeks she can't relive
but won't forget too soon

Five...
fingers laced between her own
lending reassurance gained

Four...
seasons wait in promised change
new and different but the same

Three...
vows to keep before her God
in purity and freedom given

Two...
hearts unite in covenant love
to make their new year

One.



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Prompt from A Writer's Book of Days: In anticipation of the night.



1 comment:

vickyb said...

Lovely. May the new year bring you peace.