Simply FabA Poem by Zoe RichardsonGhosts of New Years PastSimply Fab How strange for me to be back here At the turning of the year When I only wished to be with you And dreamed of all the things we’d
do I dreamed of ice and winter’s
chill Twinkling skies and deeper still Kisses shared on New Years Eve A promise made and thus believed The sound of lights and music
played Counting down to that last day When you would sing and I would
dance And snowflakes laced the air with
chance Smiles that graced me as I whirled You played the songs that made our
world Smoky rooms and loud guitars The cymbal crash of scattered
stars Shadows claimed me all year
through But New Year’s Eve belonged to you A time to meet, to touch, to claim And wait for you to give your name Now you and I have passed away The evening stretches into to day While I am chasing memories Of all that was and couldn’t be I cannot help but sit and wonder What was the spell you put me
under The loved that blessed and cursed
my days Are New Year chapters tucked away While I dance this New Year’s Eve I lift a glass and drink to me And as the old year turns to new I lay to rest my dreams of you -Zoe Richardson (2023) © 2023 Zoe RichardsonAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorZoe RichardsonCordova, ALAboutAlabama native. Poet and storyteller and all around word nerd. I practice random acts of insanity because the world needs some shaking up. more..Writing
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