Big dreams

Bigger list

Accomplishments

Are what I meant

 

To learn

And speak

Another’s

Tongue of mother

 

To eat

From fresh

And never

From Macs and Helpers

 

To wake

With ease

And jump

For joy to remove the lumps

 

To speak

So soft

And kind

Even when the kids don’t mind

 

I make

The list

With glee

If not reality

 

Today is

The day

To start

The year with drive and heart

 

The slate

Is clean

The will

Is strong, headed uphill

 

But that

Was “Yes”-terday

And now

My life has come to play

 

I ate

And slept

And yelled

It’s true,  I failed

 

The third

Day of

The year

Truth came to bear

 

But I

Remind

Myself…

There ‘s always next year!

 

I tried my hand at Poetry again with the lovely Melissa B. at The Scholastic Scribe.