Dream of the New Year
When night befell the day that closed the year
And I had laid my head to rest and doze,
A dream appeared that latched upon a fear,
A fear more deeply set than I’d supposed.
Before the crowd was she who said of me:
“A failure, useless, and won’t even try.
We neither want nor need her misery.”
I left ashamed, alone, but couldn’t cry.
Then in my daze, I soothed a babe with song.
When she who judged saw this, the shame was hers.
“We’ll let go, as we should have all along.”
And with those words, she left in faded blurs.
Then I let go and woke in new year’s dawn.
This fear my dreams again shan’t draw upon.