New Year Vow

New Year vow
On my usual morning stroll,
salacious winter caressing my veins
I looked back on vows that
never took off the board;

Seasons too have a routine,
Come and go never pausing
to see if we have seen them.

Nature pedals its own cycle in hope.
So do I;that'smy vow.
And I cling to it like a lizard.

by K.S.Subramanian Subramanian

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