The old year leaves just a bit tattered and torn,
but we have so many wonderful memories to keep and cherish.
These old things remind me
not to forget
to see beauty in age
imagine past times of joy
learn from mistakes
celebrate the texture of time
share if possible
in hopes that I can inspire
and be inspired
have more
open eyes
and
open heart.
(Wild horse at the BLM adoption corrals.)
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