I welcome 2019, I’m glad it’s here.
I hope it will be an excellent year.
Many years ago on every New Year’s Day, Mom cooked hog jowls and black eyed peas.
But I didn’t like those meals very much, I wasn’t pleased.
Sadly, I now spend New Year days alone because Mom is deceased.
I certainly hope that the year 2019 will be a year of prosperity and peace.
God has given me another year to live and for that, he deserves my praise.
I will love, praise and worship The Lord for the remainder of my days.
I hope that 2019 will be a good year for others and myself.
And I wish everybody a year of happiness and good health.
Poetry
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randyjohnson, I like that you’re playing around with slant rhymes! Hopefully, 2019 will also be filled with fun adventures for you, too.
I really like this poem. Each year brings new adventures and promises. You never know what my be around the corner . . .
*might*