New Year's Day Thoughts

New year, same me

But I'm infinitely different

Than I was in 2017.

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I don't change quickly,

Like the shattering of ice.

A slow molding is more precise.

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Day by day, living

A new idea clicking or

The digging in of heels.

Deep rooted family leanings

Mulling over old ideals.

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Maybe this hour, a repeat at best.

Yet, the day will never happen again.

I drove the same curve

Year after year, whispering ‘amen.’

Watch the blinding spring sunrise morph

Into winter’s dark early morn.

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But this year, time's lost its preserve.

Nothing ever changes,

Then everything differs.

I feel the same yet shifted,

Like a dune migrating the desert.

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Prayers from ages ago are answered,

I’m the same as yesterday though

A new person from last January.

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New year, same me

Forever slowly growing

Since a Thursday in the late 1990's.