Written for: Friday Writings #7: Dear 2021 . . .
(posted by Magaly)
"What’s the weather doing around your bit of the world?"
"Today’s optional prompt has little to do with weird weather. Since this is going to be our last Friday Writings this year, I thought it appropriate to write a “Dear 2021” open letter, in verse or in prose."
What can I say? You started off
with promise, and hope. We thought
a corner was turned, we'd stop
getting burned by this omnipresent
orb of horror. Seems you are
a master of reinvention.
World peace did not come to pass.
No surprise there. You made a stab
at global warming, a silver drop
in the bucket.
I am grateful, however, that my
small circle of family and friends
are with me, some even through
the virus. There were deaths,
other causes, which we cannot blame
on a single year.
Goodbye Year of 2021. Let us say
you tried. Let us be hopeful
as you fade away and a new year
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