Just A Step..

I am going to come back from where I have been, streets of my footsteps lack what I have now seen. All yesterdays are gone to give something new, so I must go therefore on in informing them to you. My life is just a step from a year that has left, and now it's a new load of an unknown song bereft. Like flowers of last year that gave their colors, this to you I now adhere as wintry wind hollers. I'll have to start afresh for each year I am anew, in fresh moments to cares and giving them to you. I follow seasons time what they'll whisper to me, it's a beginning of a prime to a coming year that's free.