The year begins.
Blank pages await.
How shall I fill them?
I write my own story.
Each day I am given a new page.
The book begins to take form.
Will the story be a worthy one?
I want to use my gifts wisely.
Each page is a fresh start.
I do not write in isolation.
The story and the day await.
They must be filled.
Lisa McIntosh
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