New Year (an acrostic poem)

Now everyone was counting the seconds

Excited about a new beginning, a new something

What changes were possible

Yet he sat on the couch and sipped his champagne calmly

Every day was his chance to begin anew, to try to right his wrongs

And that allowed him to find peace with himself every night as he went to sleep

Ready to celebrate a new chance, a new resolution, every day.  That was worth celebrating

Reset (an acrostic poem)

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Really need to define a new starting line

Enabling oneself to begin anew

So all the wanderings previously done are swept into the past

Excited to try again with the hope of fulfilling the quest this time

The learnings from the past are important, but sometimes you need a new genesis