When The New Year Arrives Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I hate to leave you.
Like the ones I've done before.
Uncertain if my best was applied.
Unsure if I could have done more.
Perhaps that had been blocked by denial?
Who knows?
Or maybe a pride I kept inside?
And that continues to grow!
More of 'that' needs to surface and show!
Of 'that' without question I know!

However...
I do express a thankfulness.
Knowing together nothing we did bored.
And I look forward to the 'new year' that arrives...
Intending to show I've been taught,
All doubts aside...
My life is to be explored!
Why should I keep hidden,
An excitement felt inside?

And opportunities to be happy and grateful?
I will never sit and wait...
Contemplating a knock,
To deliver 'that' to my door!
Not anymore.
Nor will it be left ignored,
Again!
And that is a promise to myself,
When the new year arrives...
And for me begins!

'Hello...
Am I ready?
Of course I'm ready.
I've been ready!
You're the one that's late!
Two thousand and eight.

We have much to discuss...
Regarding what's to be served on my plate.
And how I wish to be treated throughout this date!
Shall we proceed?
To fulfill my dreams, wishes, wants and needs?
I'll 'try' not to be too greedy with these!
I've learned from my past...
Not to be afraid to ask! '