Threw out one calendar
Hung up a new one.
Put a sticky note on my desk
To remind me to date things with the new year.
I forgive everyone for anything they did to me last year
And I suppose I am even doing some forgiving in advance.
Including myself, since I hope to improve.
I am thankful for another year and all that I have,
Which is more than I need.
My holiday waistline is proof of that
Prayed for peace.
Remembered that for some,
A new calendar doesn’t banish need or fear.
Then I reached into my heart and pulled out two little boxes
Called “hope” and “compassion.”
I desire to keep them open all year long.