Birth, life, aging, then death
Each lasting a mere 3 months
Summing up to a total of
525,600 minutes 365 days
One year thrown in the trash
Now on the eve of a new year
I cocoon myself like a caterpillar
To be reborn a more beautiful creature
More graceful, flowing and flying free
Instead of inching along the path of life
An unfinished list lies flat on my bed
Promises I made exactly one year ago
To improve myself drastically in many ways
Half of which were left unfulfilled
This year my list is no longer on paper
No longer frail, and easily forgotten
With a chisel I have etched into my heart
A stone-clad set of instructions to better myself
Held in a binding to create a book of resolutions.
nice poem :)