january, february...

It's January, all must change
my resolutions cry it!
I'll clean the cupboards, shine the glass
and promptly start my diet.
The constant list of things to do
reformed, from buying treats
to organizing, storage boxing,
buying sets of sheets.

It's February, one small change --
weight's up, the scales decry it
(that frozen stash of Christmas treats
has sabotaged my diet).
The hopeful list of things I pledged
discreetly tucked away.
Ten months to do just as I please
until next New Year's Day.

c. 2004 - VNesdoly