Starting 2010 (from my good friend Claudine)

He came to my desk, with a quivering lip.

The lesson was done.

Have you a new leaf for me, teacher?

I have spoiled this one.

I took his leaf, all soiled and blotted. . . .

And gave him a new one, all unspotted.

Then into his stirred heart I smiled,

“Do better now my child.”

I went to the throne with a trembling heart.

The year was done.

Have you a new year for me, Father?

I have spoiled this one.

He took my year, all soiled and blotted.

And gave me a new one, all unspotted.

And into my tired heart He smiled,

“Do better now, my child.”

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