On a Monday,
I make new promises
Like January 1st,
But every week instead.
I make my resolutions;
I’ll eat my veggies, run again.
I’ll finish my tasks
Then relax in the sun again.
How I miss being 28
Maybe, if I worked harder
On each and every Monday
I could turn back the clock
My back wouldn’t object
To more than 7 hours
Of sleep in a row
Or a long walk with a friend
I’ll go easy on myself
On this Monday,
My one year anniversary
Of my first baby book
This Monday I promise myself
I’ll read a book a week
from the closet by my bed
Then reward myself,
With new books there instead