The year

“What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That’s not been said a thousand times?

The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.

We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.

We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.

We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.

We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that’s the burden of the year.”
Ella Wheeler Wilcox


14 thoughts on “The year

  1. For me, the photo says what I would say; Please Lord fill up my bowl with all your good things this coming year that I may spread them abroad. I will laugh with the light.

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