Promise

Let me start by wishing you a happy New Year. After a busy Christmas week, I’m back with a poem to usher in 2023. However, this poem is also for someone special. On December 30th, my dad turned 60. A milestone that I want to celebrate with this poem about seizing opportunities and shaping your own new year. So, happy birthday, dad. I hope you have 365 wonderful days.

Remember, the time of year
when the future appears
like a blank sheet of paper
a clean calendar, a new chance.
On thick white snow
You vow fresh footprints
then watch them go
with the wind’s hearty gust.
Fill your glass. Here’s tae us. Promises
made to be broken, made to last.

Jackie Kay


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