I Heard The Old Year Talking

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Our preacher at church passed out this poem one Wednesday Night about a week or two ago and I thought I would share it with youall. It's very good. I hope youall enjoy it. It's called: "I Heard The Old Year Talking". I Heard The Old Year Talking I heard the old year talking and he seemed to say to me; I am what men have made me-not what I hoped to be. I did not bring the failures; my days were bright and new, I was the time allotted-the work was man's to do. I am what others made me; I had no will or choice; Through all the days of trial I was given not a voice. If victory came, man earned it; his was the faith and power. If lessons came, God gave them; I furnished but the hour. I came here empty handed-a year that was to be, And what I am in passing, mankind has made of me; I am their petty failures, their glory, and their success; I am their souls' advancement, their shame and happiness. I was not born in evil or governed by the stars, I brought to some high honors, to others ugly scars; Only my days were numbered; I was the time for toil, And each has reached the harvest, as he has tilled the soil. I am what men have made me-not what I hoped to be, And so shall be the New Year, which soon shall follow me; The days are good or evil, as each man serves and strives, For years are but the records on which men write their lives.