My list of hearts

My List of Hearts

I sit at the window every morning at dawn
pondering errands and chores that seem long
When should I do them and how will each fit
It’s time to create that most perfect of lists
A list of bright colors with hearts not just cute, 
It’s all that I know and all I can do
In front of me lies all that I need:
An empty white page, free of  stain or ill crease
My favorite pen (extra fine) and six highlighters bright
Some white out as well, here to hide what’s not done,
When time runs away, when it doesn’t sit by
Worse still, when I, too tired, stumble and fall far behind.

What must I do? What can’t be put off?
And at the end of the day, will it still be the same?
Or will I have squandered my few hours here
Only to find the merit not there
If I can do it all fast and check through it in blue
I’ll still have the time for the lavender hue
I’ll watch the doe and the fawn wander out on the lawn,
Look into the eyes of that four footed friend,
Tell them I think they are everything good
I’ll run just for fun, not for what doesn’t last
When I play my guitar I’ll hold nothing back
I’ll take that sweet little boy for a walk and a dance.

Every “i” has a heart, filled completely in pink
to mark each piece of my life I will meet
to feel that each second is as solid as stone
that cannot be lost though I’d like to have more
It is what it is and it’s all I will have
It must be enough, it must be made clear.
That heart reminds me how much I love life
And that what I have now will pass in a flash
Tommorrow’s not here ‘til today comes and goes,
All our plans up in smoke with a sudden harsh blow
Live now and not then, not looking ahead
It’s the only way that works for me in the end

After it’s done I’ll sit here again
I’ll see each line checked and colored so fine,
A page of such beauty is My List of Hearts,
It’s a day I lived well with nothing left to be felt
Then if I’m lucky I’ll turn this old page
And start my life over the very next day.