I thought this was appropriate for New Year's Day:
A candle's but a simple thing...
It starts with just a bit of string,
Yet dipped and dipped with patient hand,
It gathers wax upon the strand
Until, complete and snowy white,
It gives at last a lovely light.
Life seems so like that bit of string...
Each day we do a simple thing,
Yet day by day if on life's strand
We work with patient heart and hand,
It gathers joy, makes dark days bright,
And gives at last a lovely light.Clara Bell Thornton
Labels: New Year, poetry
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