When the year is done, and the time ticks on,
We think of the past, and what is to come.
We look, deep inside, and seek out the truth,
For our spirit speaks, with an honest tongue.
The path is clear, our goals are set, and yet,
We fear, the inner torment, of, self doubt.
We tell ourselves that this will be the year,
Of confidence winning the upper hand.
We step boldly, with determination,
The inner voice, on the year’s cusp, is heard.
We promise to be kind, and true to self,
To take a little time, and not give all.
So that in taking care, of ourself first,
We may give, with more heart, to those, we love.
