From the daily NaPoWriMo prompt: write a new poem starting with the first line from an old poem.  I chose the first line from Arthur de la Mare’s poem, “Silver.”

                Renewal

Slowly, silently, now the moon

Waxing to Full,

Waning to New,

Quiet testament of time passing:

Pain conquered,

Journeys taken,

Joys shared.

Evening’s gentle reminder,

Tomorrow’s memories, await a new day.