I looked out the window just now.
Water drops drip off the roof edge.
Blue-gray sky, sound of rain on the roof.
Wet brown field, wet green lawn.
The old year leaving us sadly.
Giving way to a new, young year.
I’ll hold your hand, 2018, as you go.
You did good.

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