Standing On Threshold of Hope
Being alive, feeling the bright sunshine and breathing new air,
as this New Year approaches is enough:
health, happiness and love matter...
Lord, strengthen my desire to live happily until my death!
I wish life were as wonderful as it was then,
without worries when time flew as free as a mockingbird;
now, standing on the threshold of hope I repent of my sin...
for having been too selfish and not eased anybody's load.
Why does regret leave its footprint as mine did?
And even though harm wasn't done to anyone,
I wished I had found the time and desire to have listened....
Lord, my blindness was the mirth of youth when all seasons seemed one!
I have seen drastic changes in me...calmer, moodier and more pensive;
and examining my conscience, I can admit some faults are sturdier than rope,
that they are a part of my character and as the old year is about to leave:
I extend to all Humanity my wish for peace while standing on the threshold of hope.
Written for Francine Roberts' contest,
" Happy New Year Contest "
12/31/2011
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2011
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