Just another day,
the second hand’s heavy, relentless tick
tells me to raise a fizzy glass,
toast these new beginnings
I’ve been yearning for, forever.
So here’s to you, all of us,
crossing this threshold of hope,
to witness a new dawn
when the bearer pours out his spirit,
that free flow of wisdom
hidden from the ages.
Copyright Francis 2021
The Elloe Recorder 