I received a Holiday card from Jane today with this hope for the new year, and wish for me and the world. I share it with you and wish the same for you, for myself, and for the world.
Sometimes things don't go, after all,
from bad to worse, muscadel
faces down frost; green thrives; the crops don't fail,
sometimes a man aims high, and all goes well.
A people sometimes will step back from war:
elect an honest man; decide they care
enough, that they can't leave some stranger poor.
Some men become what they were born for.
Sometimes our best efforts do not go
amiss; sometimes we do as we meant to.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen: may it happen to you.