a poem for the new year

seven wishes

more unplugged hours
and deeper sleep

air so crisp
it scintillates your lungs

birdsong decorating
every street

a stranger’s nod
when needed most

the clock wound back
on climate change

a wilder lawn
from scattered seeds

in kitchens far and near
a good breakfast to start each day

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