December 31
With the hint of a teardropp in my eye
I hug the year goodbye.
In silent thought
I recall the times together -
The snowstorms
The plays
The too few movies
The wedding at the beach
The limo ride to a television show
Being in the audience of another
Being a juror
The insanity of a terrorist.
Now, with the year's last breath
I caress the year gently
and whisper a fond farewell.
poem by Bob Barci
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