i’m not exactly sure why, but i’d like to ring in the new year (and say farewell to the last) with this classic:
all that is gold does not glitter,
not all those who wander are lost;
the old that is strong does not wither,
deep roots are not reached by the frost.
from the ashes a fire shall be woken,
a light from the shadows shall spring;
renewed shall be blade that was broken,
the crownless again shall be king.
our love to you all, and prayers for a joyous and peaceful new year,