I would like to wish everyone a happy, healthy, and peace-filled new year.
I wrote a Sonnet titled: Resolutions
A new year brings a promise to begin anew.
So we vow to lose weight or give up beer
But our habits doom these plans by January two
And we no longer have energy to persevere.
I often only see my repugnant qualities inside
While my shadow self threatens to appear.
When I believe my darkest thoughts and try to hide
I cannot find solace in the music I hear.
Why not stop berating myself to change?
Simply accept my imperfections and complaints.
I would rather see myself as is, and exchange
The negative perceptions for a bucket of paint.
I will paint new eyes in order to detect
The wisdom that I am already perfect.