Happy New Year

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I pray there’s more holding you up than a piece of fishing line in 36 mile an hour winds. 
Will the wind rip you this way, send you sailing, your pieces to mend?
Will you fly apart? Landing this way and that?
Will you float gently down? Landing on a mat. 
Will you jerk down?
Without a sound?
Will the m.c. get the count wrong?
Filling dead air with a song?
How many people will kiss and drink up?
How many people will be asleep and not give
a – – – -?
Happy New Year to you.
Praying 2025 is the year all your dreams come true.




*Our towns ball. The first New Years we did it, I stood out in the freezing cold. It was pretty cool. And yes, it was cold. 🥶 
My co-worker got a better shot.

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