Years

Last year brought love to my door,

It brought new horizons,

And convictions worth fighting for.

Last year passed through me as vapor,

Each breathe bringing calm,

As I wrote paper after paper.

This year I am headstrong,

The work is paying off,

And it was her that was wrong.

This year plants grow under my palms,

New dreams are born,

As I sip my milkshake at Tom’s.

Next year I will be better,

I will be stronger,

I’ll send my love in a letter.

Next year I will be braver,

I will grab life by the horns.

And I will be my own savor.