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NEW DAWN (Jan. contest)

Cold winter rain assails my home.
I pay it little heed
as through the past I slowly roam
causing my soul to bleed.

For the past is flush with those
who are now behind that final door,
a time when I wore smaller clothes
when I gave no thought to never more.

And the rain pounds on and on
while those ghosts float through my mind
as the time approaches dawn
with peace of mind being hard to find.

Maybe because just yesterday
I stood in a crowd beside a hole
where one more friend from a past day
would soon rest deeper than a mole.

Then my phone begins to chime.
A buddy asks for my day's plan
which crumbles the past's accrued rime
just when daylight comes once again.

Break of dawn and making a plan
with a friend at last brings me a smile
bringing joy to this old fat man
for at least a little while.

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