There is something
about the word new
that encourages
crisp hope and our desire
for better.

New season,
new month,
new cycle,
new year – – –
we send our dreams
for new up into the sky
tied with tails of fairy
dust and starlight.

Our wishes for our lives
create our pathways
of decision, and
our dreams can only
be as big or small as
we envision.

We cannot stop the
turn of time,
but we can embrace
the change of these days,
each step forward
a step closer to:

New hope.
New love.
New truth,
New ways.


Happy New Year Everyone, BethAnne ❤