new year's eve
all that I could have left
unsaid . . .
I'm awake since I woke up to send emails to everybody at the stroke of 12 midnight. Why is sleep eluding me? I try – try hard to tuck in my thoughts. – in vain!
I think of all the different things that people would be doing – maybe partying, dancing, sleeping, snoring, glued to the TV but surely there must be a person who would seriously be thinking of a new resolution for the coming year?
The joy of breaking a vow, the guilt pangs that would follow ... I smile welcoming the New Year!
beneath the door —