Trail of hearts

It still stands a day later, although marked or soiled.

It's a new year. And of course, I write 1/1/12.
And looking back at 1/1/12 I see college app deadlines.

But the past year has been a great one, or it must be otherwise it would be a waste of a year.
My surroundings have changed, and some things are now of the past.
There is nought to do but accept with a smile all that had "gone wrong"
and cherish those memories which were made to be saved.

For what is life,
but a trail of hearts
Brought along, or left behind.