Beginning Again

From silver to gold,

the years marched along

 

As language emboldened

its words into song

 

The grey of my twilight

a welcome relief

 

All reasoned excuses

now another’s belief

 

As the winds through the canyon

blow the valley to sand

 

This ending now welcome

—a new beginning again

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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