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Winter Sonnet by Sally James

Solstice flew when darkness was at its peak 
January’s door is opening slow 
firelight’s flicker is the warmth we seek 
light creeps in like our footsteps from the snow. 
 
We welcome new as old now fades and dies 
to look forward with fresh joy never fears 
hoping no one will hear our plaintiff cries 
see scars left on faces through falling tears. 
 
Gone now the old selves who felt so much shame 
now we march forward wounds are sore yet shine 
we speak for everyone taking blame 
hope is always there so all will be fine. 
 
Forgiveness was the light that kept us sane 
do not fret, live each day and start again.