I Want To Write a New Poem

I want to write a new poem every single day. Life, however, keeps getting in the way; There are planes to catch and bills I have to pay, So, poem writing time keeps slip sliding far away. I’d like to pen a new song every coming week; Mix notes with my words that add to their mystique, But, at music composition I am tragically weak; Time to sharpen that skill I just cannot seem to seek. I want to take a new class on a regular monthly basis; Better prepare my life for all the challenges it faces. On my calendar there are found no empty spaces, So, my education will have to come from several other places. I’d like to fall in love again each and every year, To the very same woman who I currently hold dear; Complacency and routine are the traits of which I fear; Responsibilities in our lives seem to bring them ever near. So, I’ll just have to write new poems whenever I find the time; In my own head I’ll have to add music to the rhyme; Educate myself with the daily lessons that I find, And, fall in love again – even if just inside my mind.