Here I stand, Janus faced;

The door to this year closing,

The door to next year poised to open,

And I? I stand and pause and ponder.

The door swings slowly on its hinges.

I look back to where I’ve been

And ahead to where I’m about to go.

Standing here, I pause and ponder.

What is ending?

What is beginning?

What will I take with me

When I step across the threshold?

Here I stand and pause and ponder.

                                                                                                       JDG