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Anno Domino – Promote Yourself


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Christmas is through,

Pack the tree.

What becomes new

We can’t foresee.

 

Glitter becomes rust,

People lose cheer.

Ornaments collect dust

For another year.

 

Store the wreath,

Not the start.

Let what’s beneath

Fill your heart.

John Northcutt Young

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I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at www.waterstones.com

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