Our New Year's Poem From Dick Raymond - Our Class Poet

TABULA RASA, A "CLEAN SLATE"

New snow has fallen, smoothing ugly scars,
It's time to write of hope for joy and peace--
Our future's here, not written in the stars,
Each new year God gives us a fresh new lease.

It's time to rouse ourselves from torpid slumber,
Seize Fortune by the forelock, make him bend,
Though ills seem to surround us without number--
Mend quarrels, love your children, find a friend.

RR 12-31-09