Better Days.....

All that had been said
All that had been done
Some mishaps shot dead
By the trigger of my memory gun

Fragments of the past
Are slowly left behind
Gently collecting dust
In the darkest corners of my mind

The light at the end
Paths leading to myriad ways
Eager to see my prize so grand
Now I know I will have my better days...

A Rose from the Concrete....

Life I am the new year.
I am an unspoiled page in your book of time.
I am your next chance at the art of living.
I am your opportunity to practice what you have learned about life during the last twelve months.
All that you sought and didn't find is hidden in me,
waiting for you to search it out with more determination.
All the good that you tried for and didn't achieve
is mine to grant when you have fewer conflicting desires.
All that you dreamed but didn't dare to do, all that you hoped but did not will,
all the faith that you claimed but did not have --
these slumber lightly, waiting to be awakened
by the touch of a strong purpose.
I am your opportunity
to renew your allegiance to Him who said, "behold, I make all things new."
I am the new year.
-- Author Unknown

It's Christmas Time Again......

B Lazaar-Atwood