Another year has been and gone,

Resolutions come, then move on.

Reflecting slowly, simply, clear—

A complicated, fleeting year.

2025 now drawing near.

The fire’s warmth, the dog’s soft snores,

Counting down the last days of ’24.

Deep sighs of relief, the weight set down,

The clock ticks toward another round.

Another chance, another year,

To rise again, to face what’s here.

25 draws close, January’s spark—

A quiet hope ignites.

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