Turning of the Year

Dead end days

The ending of the year

People dying

Darkness little cheer

Morning comes

But darkness will not budge

Dreary skies

Keeps us in our lodge

 

But folk go out

And swim in freezing lakes

Dips in the sea

Ah well all sorts it takes

But good for them

The cold invigorates

Fresh from the water

Warmth insinuates

 

Looking back

We see the path we came

And remember those who died

And all their fame

The Edinburgh gun

Fires off salute

The New Year comes

And we are in pursuit

 

Brian Fahy

30 December 2022

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