The New Year
Maria Diane Taylor, Orenda Corrinne Fink
We pried open my window
Let the summer gush in
And we laughed with the new air
Now I lay and watch the green leaves
Dance and whisper sweet breath
A promise of a new year
On this day, we were born into the new year
And after the winter broke
We held hands and we ran
And we agreed that it had been a long one
