A new year is born

A new year is born
Sprouting from what preceded
Like a new crop of corn
Recently seeded
Hope in the air
Full of promise
Mixed with despair
Who will water?
Will I weed?
Will you harvest?
Who will profit?
Can it flourish?
Will it nourish?
One moment to sow
52 weeks to grow
365 days ‘til we know
Until another new year is born
Like a new crop of corn
Newly seeded
We are what preceded

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