My Year

I know we’re not supposed to do this since The Great Curse of 2020 (and apparently 2021 also!). And in fact I’ve never done it before. But… WHAT IF.. What if I did?

2022 is going to be MY YEAR!

Sparks’ll be flyin’, my heart will be singin’! 

Whispers of dreams long dreamt will transform into visions that can be touched with my hands not just my heart! 

For the years I’ve felt buried, I’ll be shown I was planted- as the darkness recedes and the light is now shone! 

2022 is so OURS!

Sparks’ll be flyin’, trumpets a’playin’, and bells will be ringing!

Whispers of fairytales will be heard all through the town, grown-ups found joyful and giddy, and the children all singing!

Animals prancing, breezes wispier and winds more songful, and up and down the streets you’ll find us dancing!

A night away from the year’s last full moon,
A week from the eve the jolly man shows,
In great anticipation of the
Year we’ll see soon!

Goodbye to the past, hello to the present, and an unprecedented excitement of futures to come!

2022, you must be an angel!

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