Feeling Alive

A poem with rhyme and reason

Planning, striving, setting goals
Used to be my New Year quest

This year, that’s grown old
I’m putting a new idea to the test

Living by impulse is much more fun
Staying in the moment my life has become

Gone are promises I’ll be a better man
I’m who I am. Finally, I understand.

Living in the future was so hard to do
The past hammered me as well, a time or two.

Now I like to take a tour and explore
Each passing moment’s personal cure

I no longer feel blue and it’s true
Old New Year's resolutions are all past due.