Happy 2022 . . . a new year, new dreams and wishes and hopes. Here’s to them coming true.
It was difficult deciding what the first post of the year should touch on. Should it be informative? Entertaining? Silly? Serious?
Then, a thought hit: why not “pen” something different, something rarely done? Like a poem.
Welcome to twenty, twenty-two
How do you do?
I’m not a poet, as you’ll soon see
But what would life be
Without a challenge or three?
Here’s hoping this year brings a reprieve
Re issues and tidings we’ll likely receive.
May our circumstances improve
That we find a new cheery groove
And once again forward we move.
Farewell to the old, the sad and the bad
Let us embrace joy and be so very glad.
Allow the pandemic to finally leave us be
So our lives are filled with total glee
And we’re all once again so very free.
Well, that was kind of fun. Yes, as the gals from the Triple Threat Investigation snorted and chortled, and declared, “Don’t leave your day job!!” (He-he, I believe I’ll heed their advice.)