It is so tempting and somewhat expected
To measure a year in numbers.
Twelve months, twelve thousand
More dollars in a bank.
Today, eight months since spring.
In Colorado, only one inch of rain
Since July.
How many trees lost to fires?
I can’t count how many prayers.
Next year I will have three hundred and sixty-five days.
And I don’t intend on wasting
Any single one of them.
Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
It is so tempting and somewhat expected
To measure a year in numbers.
Twelve months, twelve thousand
More dollars in a bank.
Today, eight months since spring.
In Colorado, only one inch of rain
Since July.
How many trees lost to fires?
I can’t count how many prayers.
Next year I will have three hundred and sixty-five days.
And I don’t intend on wasting
Any single one of them.
