First Fri-ku of 2025

Twenty Twenty Five
Another year to endure
Twelve more months of 'stuff'

Hope is a burden
Pain can be a sedative
Love is a relief

The Bard of Avon
wrote sonnets, plays and poems
Then, like all, he died

I'm in a strange mood
My mind wanders like a cat
Then pounces on me

January walks
Can be icy underfoot
So please be careful

RC 17-1-25