Hogmany

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I always like to give the house a good sweeping out on Hogmany.

It seems an good time for clearing out the crumbs of the last year

and coming into the new year spic and span. 

I've chosen my word for the year...

release

As soon as I let it settle down into my heart I began to feel lighter

I made my commitment to let go of some of the things I've been holding tight to.

I cannot save the world

that job is already taken.

So I swept out the old bits of sand and sparkle

 I took down the tree

and all but one light from the windows

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someday I may be ready to release Ashley, my step-daughter

"should auld acquaintance be forgot..."

For now it is enough to be thankful for the family and friends

that love me and hold me dear

and put away the sorrow 

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My heart has rooms that sigh with dust

And ashes in the hearth.
They must be cleaned and blown away
By daylight's breath.
But I cannot essay the task,
For even dust to me is dear;
For dust and ashes still recall,
My love was here.

Steven R. Donaldson

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