Saturday, January 1, 2011

New Years Morning

The sun glared off a frost bitten lawn through my window

on the first day of the year, I didn’t sleep off my demons,

woke up early with cotton-mouth and a smile.

This year started in a sun-shine,

as pessimistic as I usually am

it’s hard not to see a good omen.

But people still die on sunny days,

especially cold ones with ice on the roads,

sun in driver’s eyes, and every one staring at the mountains

because it’s just such a beautiful day.

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