Turning

A time to turn from the old year to the new, a time of reflection, and a time to rekindle hope. This was what prompted this poem.

Turning

Happy New Year, new hope, new start
Time of change, as Big Ben Chimes out
Embrace the change with open heart
Bring new hope where there is doubt.

Sad old year, farewell, time to part
Those lost, those loved, those going
Death and memory tears the heart
Taken away, time’s river flowing

Turning, turning, times of change
Look from old to new: Janus face
New world looks so very strange
But still is room for love and grace

Climate and Covid: darkness still
But dawns a new day for goodwill