For me, Newfoundland. The place where the population never increases because most of our hard-working best-educated work all over the world, but we always leave our hearts at home. And you have seen us. 

Tomorrow; the days, the weeks, the months, and the years ahead hold great expectation and promise, for the war wary multitude, the army who we call the 'POET faithful', to win that war and gain the prize. Surely, this time is our time. Good luck my friends and an early toast to the New Year, the 'Year of the POET'. Cheers...T ..

.P.S ..excuse the off-topic ramble but I take liberty because it is the season, my hopes are extremely high, my glass is empty and I am getting long in the tooth. Good Night.