Toast

May your new year bring a new palette,
new colors of hope, of healing,
of lifting yourself to new heights.

May it bring more, where more is desired,
and less, where less is the deepest need.

May it be not just a new year,
but a turning point, the place
where you find your courage,

your inner artist,
our finest, deepest child,
where passion rises like a tide
that never subsides,

where you and God kiss
and make up, rediscover each other
and dance in the moonlight.

May it be a time of music
jazz and love songs
proclaiming it your year of dreams
come true.

About this poem

This poem is for all the people who read my verse each day. For your kind words that lift me up. For your lives that inspire me. For your letting me know when my struggling verses touch your heart and give my writing purpose.

It’s a new year. Let’s make it new. Be blessed.

Tom