Being Bold

A new year poem. I am sad that this year is ending and feel some trepidation about next year, but there is always the possibility of hope and joy.

This
New Year
I don’t know
What will occur,
What joys, what sorrows
Accomplishments, delights
Failures nor furious fights,
Difficulty-filled yet happy
I will be, during the four seasons,
Resolve to live life in its various
Iterations, vivifications —
Contradictions enlightening
Rather than discouraging.

Fear is present but I’ll
Push through, courage new,
Hoping to love
Being bold
Being
Me.

4 thoughts on “Being Bold

  1. The New Year does tend to bring with it a slight apprehension of what is to follow 😊 but by holding onto hope we are certain to make it through. ❤

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