Because Some Days We Miss and Happy New Year

 Take a bow

Here's to a year 

of making the most 

of Now and Here

this picture is my New Year's Tradition;

A picture of a greeting card my grandparents received many years ago.

 

Because some days we miss, it seems

A blip of busyness and dreams

Before they meld to misty reams

On sentimental seas

Because some days we miss so much

A perfect blend of taste and touch

That hastes through have and hold and such

Into fond memories

Oh, stippled stairs of hugs and prayers

Of love-you, miss-you, tugs and cares

Of tending-spending-mending flares

That fade on dusky west

To reignite upon the east

Because some days we miss the Feast

That begs the beauty from a beast

That roars with toil and test

….and teaches us the crucial art

Of life’s most elemental part

Love challenges both hand and heart

With hunger and hooray

And reminds us to humbly peer

Into the nimble Now and Here

Because some days we miss more, dear

After they slip away

© Janet Martin