Remember, the time of year
when the future appears
like a blank sheet of paper
a clean calendar, a new chance.
On thick white snow
you vow fresh footprints
then watch them go
with the wind’s hearty gust.
So fill your glass. Here’s tae us. Promises
made to be broken, made to last.
— Jackie Kay
I wish you all a brilliant 2012. Thanks to Mysterious Mab for this poem, which she put on Facebook. She also posted Woody Guthrie’s New Year Resolutions:
