Dear 2016

Your days a-wait beyond a gate we cannot trace with eyes

Nor spell what scenes convene where now we guess with hopeful sighs

At melodies and memories that waft soft on the air

Not rendered yet; dear year ahead, I pray we tread with care

…this unblemished appointing that you lay beneath our feet

Like midnight snow anointing earth with fresh and unmarred street

Your uprightness and downrightness and forthwithness abides

Hinged to what none can change you spill Time’s will in virgin tides

Dear year, I pray we treat each day like a prize, rare and fine

Before it melts like midnight snow in morning-gold sunshine

And when the tide goes out, as we ponder its garnered days

Pray what we see will be a testament of humble praise

…to He who sifts and grants through grace-scarred hands these centuries

Who breathes upon the bud and breaks to bloom cupped mysteries

Who tends what He kind-lends; dear year, I pray your aftermath

Will be within our memory, a smile; a precious path

In thought’s embrace and as we trace the echoes that remain

Pray, as your tide recedes we did not live your days in vain

© Janet Martin

Last night we watched the year come in at my brother Dave's house 

These celebrations often include music because we are a family of listen-to-the-words music lovers and he told me he thinks I will love this song and I do,

and oh, I love the singer too. What a voice!

This is a good song to begin the new year and remind us that life is a river...Lets cherish each twinkle on its tide...