come, children, gather round my knee;
something is about to be.
tonight’s december thirty-first,
something is about to burst.
the clock is crouching, dark and small,
like a time bomb in the hall.
hark! it’s midnight, children dear.
duck! here comes another year.
-ogden nash.
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art credit: ed gorey, the house
this finish line
chalked in rosy pink
at the end of a
looooooooooong
line of yellow
the other end unmarked.
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“i realized something. that wasn’t a finish line for me…that was my new starting line”
-wendelin van draanen
kids from school days long since past
happy that this day was last.
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“the biggest happiness is when at the end of the year
you feel better than at the beginning. “
-henry david thoreau
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image credit: ann arbor news, ann arbor public library vintage collection
