As a gentle gentleman of letters I have reached a point of repose of sorts Having outfoxed the worst of my betters Snug in my foxhole immune to the snorts Of those who resist happy holidays If we should dare to speak the wrong greeting
Those supermen who ever and always Know what is wrong with us without meeting Without ever bothering to listen To what any of us lost souls might say As on their brows their anointments glisten
They seem to have shut up and gone away So it seems feasible to me that we Who have at their hands known heartache and fear Having survived all their mischief might see Happier days in the coming new year
That half-empty glass looks half-full to me Since were it not for hope the heart would break And given self-fulfilling prophecy Those who give up on hope make a mistake And we can ill afford another one This year we have all made enough of those
But soon we will see a new year begun I can see hope if we keep on our toes The only way is up (since we have done About as badly as possible) so Happy New Year to us! Our future is now
My brothers and my sisters here we go I believe in us and want you to know I have a good feeling about us somehow That we can do it that we will get through it With style and with grace with a smile on our face
And as for our masters? Agree to disagree Look forward and not back nor let us regret Our annus horribilis anomaly Some of us are on a roll and I will bet No matter what has happened the best is yet To be for you and me: the best is yet to be
Amen! Do I dare say 'happy x-mas'? Here's to a crazy New Year, giving writers across the world more fodder to ponder, dissect, and perhaps tear their hair out over... And, may we all learn to get along in 2006!
Happy New Year to you, Steven. Such a positive entrance into the year 2006. I appreciate your outlook and I for one, know I am one of those you speak of on a roll and the upcoming '06 year will be very prosperous for me, as I hope it is to yourself and all Den members alike. Blessed Be. Happy New Year to the Den!
A short story of mine was included in an anthology of short fiction by fourteen of Port Town Publishing Company's authors. It is out of print and no longer available except as a download. Contact me at charlenetess@yahoo.com if you want it.
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