Short Story Sunday 142: Looking Ahead (A Poem)

They say it’s a Happy New Year,
But what do they really know?
One can’t predict the future,
One can only prepare.

January may be the beginning,
For planning,
To stick to your goals.

February may be the beginning,
For love,
To tell people how you really feel.

March may be the beginning,
For luck,
To always be optimistic.

April may be the beginning,
For happiness,
To dance in the rain.

May may be the beginning,
For carelessness,
To stop and smell the flowers.

June may be the beginning,
For goodbyes,
To say see you later to close friends.

July may be the beginning,
For kindness,
To enjoy the moment.

August may be the beginning,
For self-discipline,
To achieve those goals.

September may be the beginning,
For anticipation,
To start something new.

October may be the beginning,
For courage,
To take things head on.

November may be the beginning,
For appreciation,
To stop taking things for granted.

December may be the beginning,
For the end,
To reflect on your past life.

They say it’s a Happy New Year,
But anything can happen.
One can learn from the past,
One can live life to the fullest.

Words: 195

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