Wake up to a New Year

Among my family and friends, I am the poet. As a result, I am sometimes asked to write poems for particular occasions and am happy to do so. But I am also blessed to have others share their poetry with me because they think I’ll be interested, which I am. They always preface it with, “Well, mine’s not as good as what you write.” But that is not always true.

One such occasion arose this past weekend at church. My dear friend Audrey shared with me a poem she wrote about her experience on New Years Day. It is a beautiful poem and has an encouraging message, especially for those who live alone. I asked if she would allow me to share it here on my blog and she agreed. So here it is. I hope it blesses you as much as it did me (and I don’t even live alone).

Wake up to a New Year
By Audrey Lundgren

When a person (me) lives by themselves
. . . and awakes to a new day —
There isn’t anyone to confer with,
. . . except that loud squawking jay!

So, after feeding my Augie and Dusty
. . . and feeling a little lonely
I thought of some of my neighbors
. . . and to five, gave a gift from me.

It was a perfect way to begin the year,
. . . thinking of what others might need.
Soon the morning blues were gone
. . . and blessings flowed — indeed!