Ink on the Calendar
- WORDSMITH INTERNATIONAL EDITOR
- 3 days ago
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Ink on the Calendar
January 1, a page turns white
A new year's canvas, waiting for our light
The clock's first tick, the morning's breath
A fresh beginning, where dreams are beneath
The hours ahead, like unwritten lines
We script our journey, with choices divine
May the ink of kindness, love, and might
Fill the pages, in the days' tender light
In the book of years, this one is new
A story waiting, for me, for you
Let's write it bold, let's write it true
In the margins of time, let's make it ours, too.
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Every day is a page, and we are the authors of our unfolding story.
Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj
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