Goodbye 2018

Ready to ring in the new year. Mass shootings, natural disasters and Trump were stains on 2018. My built-in stain remover, hope, is teetering, but still alive. I end this year with an image and a poem.


There is no balance in life

When the arc of an orchid

Weighted with fragile beauty

Cannot hold our attention.

Published by 67steffen

My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.

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