Birth, life, aging, then death

Each lasting a mere 3 months

Summing up to a total of

525,600 minutes 365 days

One year thrown in the trash

Now on the eve of a new year

I cocoon myself like a caterpillar

To be reborn a more beautiful creature

More graceful, flowing and flying free

Instead of inching along the path of life

An unfinished list lies flat on my bed

Promises I made exactly one year ago

To improve myself drastically in many ways

Half of which were left unfulfilled

This year my list is no longer on paper

No longer frail, and easily forgotten

With a chisel I have etched into my heart

A stone-clad set of instructions to better myself

Held in a binding to create a book of resolutions.

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Jodigan Grey's picture

nice poem :)