A blessing for a new year

Don’t believe that

We need a ‘new you’

This new year.

The old one is just enough

With all their ups and down

And falls and triumphs.

A ‘new you’

Implies a blank sheet.

How dull

To have erased

The wonder of the delights

And sorrows

And memories

And lessons learned!

But I suppose this world

Is still blind to this wisdom,

Still preferring

Young, un-lined faces

To the wizened face

Of an elder who wears

Every lesson

Of a life lived

In the crease of their eye.

The ‘old you’ carries your story;

don’t leave that behind

Believing blank to be better

Than blessed.