For a better year
As if a hummingbird flew near
Whispering eternity in my
ear
The whir of memory onceSo clear now a blur and blear
Of burning fog in which
The world is lifted
Out of its enchantment
Every morning by some brave bird
Willing to risk its wings
For a few old seeds
While the cat sleeps under the tree
And another year
Leaps from me
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