I pulled out an old planner
And flipped to a random page
There I found an old resolution
Where I vowed to write every single day
I know it didn’t happen
My writing fell off the shelf
But I had high hopes back then
And they’re still my hopes even now
To make it an author’s decade
That was going to be my vow
I flipped a few months later
And to no real surprise
The goal again was writing
And pray that I’m doing it right
Then down to the last page
Was a letter of defeat
The hope to be a better person
And a prayer I wrote for me
It’s amazing how a whole year
Can be written so simply
And the dream from a little freshman
Shines on throughout, it seems
nikki diekemper 