Resolutions

By Ian Bach

This year…

        I'll take more time to laugh and smile,

        To feel the wind upon my face,

        To learn true wisdom from a child,

        Give my soul the needed space,

        To live life pure and clear... this year.

This year…

        I'll learn to turn off my computer,

        Interact with human beings,

        Spend less time in on-line stupor,

        More time learning, breathing, seeing

        All that life holds dear... this year.

This year…

        I will resolve to write that letter

        That I have too long neglected,

        Make an aching heart feel better,

        Cheer a friend who feels dejected,

        Bring someone some cheer... this year.

This year…

        I'll not be hijacked by my deadlines,

        Or imprisoned by ambitions.

        Or let dismal, gloomy headlines

        Dictate my heart's disposition.

        I'll choose faith, not fear... this year.

This year…

        I'll see the struggling flower beneath

        The hard, frosty exterior

        Of one who lets frustration seethe

        Because they feel inferior.

        I'll try to draw them near... this year.

This year…

        No high and mighty resolutions

        Fit for presidents and kings.

        I'll start a quiet revolution,

        Seek these simple loving things

        Above wealth or career... this year.