The Passing Of The Year

May 24, 2007 8:52pm CST
My glass is filled, my pipe is lit, My den is all a cozy glow; And snug snug before the fire I sit, And wait to feel the old year go. I dedicate to solemn thought Amid my too-unthinking days, This sober moment, sadly fraught With much of blame, with little praise.... Just something for us to digest guys.. Hope you like it!
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