An Ode to The Year of 2022

By Cheryl Owen-Wilson

The captivating magic of Christmas has enveloped our home

from sparkling lights in every corner, to Jerome, our holiday gnome.

My joy and delight this year, is in our 2 yr. old granddaughter’s eyes

as they light up when saying “Wow, cool!” at each decoration, in awe struck surprise.

She is after all, the reason for the season to be sure.

And my deepest hope, is that for her curiosity, there is no cure. 

But before we begin our celebration, let us bid a final adieu,

to the news filled year of Two-Thousand and Twenty-Two.

From Roe vs Wade, to climate change, we as a country are split, and fractured.

Is there a way back from the news cycles feeding our discourse to keep us captured?

Perhaps we should look to the brave men and women of Ukraine to resolve our insanity.

Their pride in holding on to democracy, is a shining example for ALL, of humanity.

Please take a moment to view the photos sent from the new James Webb Telescope.

     Seeing such clear images of our vast Universe filled me with an uncanny spark, of hope.

Now, I would be most remiss, if I didn’t add the easing of COVID and it’s restrictions to my list.

     For me, having in-person gatherings, is nothing short of pure heavenly bliss.

Then there is the man who can take us to outer space and back,

all while giving us electric travel to compensate, for the oil we lack.

So why? Oh why, did you feel you must,

be the king of the Twitter’s sphere, Mr. Elon Musk?

And after 13 years, the Na’vi of Pandora are back and battling the sky people once again,

this time from the depths of the ocean, with help from the whale-like Tulkun.

Speaking of films, while it wasn’t an Armageddon, Bruce Willis save the world mission,

NASA did accomplish flying a spacecraft into an asteroid with stealth-like precision.

Yes, from advancements in Cold Fusion to future moon travel, science’s advances,

            are giving us much to strive toward, in improving humanity’s chances.

Unfortunately there are many we had to say good-bye to in this past year,

            So here is my attempt to capture those who caused me to shed a tear.

How many of us are holding on after the passing of Fleetwood Mac’s, Christine McVie?

            Well, “Don’t stop Believin’, Hold on to that feelin’, as I’m sure, would she.

From “You Ain’t Woman Enough”, to “Don’t Come Home a’Drinkin’ With Lovin’ on your mind”,

            Miss Lorretta Lyn, the Queen of Country music, was truly one of a kind.

And I’m sure the voice of Vin Scully will still be heard in a whisper, or a resounding call,

when he shouts from the Heaven’s saying, “It’s Time for Dodger’s Baseball.”

The entire country mourned when after a 70-year reign, Elizabeth the second was laid to rest.

            A true Queen in every sense of the word, head held high, she did her very best.

Now let us raise a glass to the spirited and gutsy Kristey Alley—Cheers,

            to this outspoken woman who gave us laughter for many, many years.

Naomi Judd sang out while dancing across the stage, swaying in rhythmic time,

that–Love Can Build a Bridge, Between Your Heart and Mine.

The same sentiment flowed from Thich Nhat Hanh. He showed us how to be—Here,

            all while walking in “Peace with Every Step”— My wish for all in the coming year

Firefly’s Dance, an original painting by Cheryl Owen Wilson

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