A Year Gone By

 

Today, Writering! turns a year old. All the growth, all the maturing has led it to this point where there is only one direction to follow. The road goes on. Writering! is now a year old, and still growing.

 

As a year goes by,
I reminisce.
On all of life's stories I have seen.

As a year goes by,
I think about
All of the ones I wrote about.

All of life's woes and joys that I wrote about.
All of my experiences, my imagination and my plight.
All has been seen by my pen and this space.
As I write on about it all at life's gentle pace.

It started as a means to an end.
From the Road that was to never end.
Now this road is a year worn.
And it is strong and it goes ever on.

And the writing, now a passion, no more a hobby.
Stronger, more arduous than I could have imagined before.
The man in me has grown as has the ink faded on my pages.
On pages lying over a book bereft of ink and life's stages.

A chapter now begins, as a year has waned on.
The chapter of my life continues on this space in my words.
For all to read, few to comprehend fully, I write on and on.
About all I see, feel and believe is possible.
The ink flows on, to drown another year in itself.