don’t want to dance on the ashes
It’s too soon to discard what was then and
now just celebrate the new!
But it’s coming fast, and as I hold on tight
Not relenting just isn’t quite right.
So I will take my time up until the very end
And delicately hold my 2022 as my passing friend,
For it brought me more joy and delight
Than my hopes from 2021 could ignite
And wishes granted than the former trend.
I have come home to truly mend
My vision and my mind,
and now the sights on what’s behind
has been a pause and a trigger
For what could 2023 deliver
upon what’s already been given and kind?
I will open my hand and say goodbye
Just not before, not too soon, 2022, is behind.