Next week
Outstanding weather is forecast
Hard work will abound
I’ll get back all I’ve lost
And give it to those in need
Next week
I’ll walk taller
A new me
Next week
I’ll make up for lost time
Seven more dawns
Seven new chances
Next week
I’ll start fresh
A new path
Vitality and prosperity all await
I’m gonna do all I said I would
And if the weather changes
Or I’m just not sure
If my knees get weak
Or it looks like rain
I’ll be right here waiting
Waiting and watching
For that next week
What does this poem mean to you? I think in a word I would say procrastination.
Aaaaahhh. yeah.
I have lived this poem!! To me it reminds me that it takes many weeks for me to make real change in my life. I try not to beat myself up when I'm in the contemplation stage.