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" Come back, Old Year, with thy burden bent. Come back and settle thine own dark debt." " Nay, let me haste where the years repent, For I've seen what I would forget." ....touching espression. Beautiful poem.

The Old Year sneered as he limped away To the place of his penance dim and far. The New Year stood in the gates of day, Crowned with the morning star. a very good poem. tony

Black on the snow! ! ! ! Because of his guilty shadow. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.