It’s the last day
Of this year
Nothing I can say
Will change anything
Nothing I do
Can make it last
One more day
I hope to God
I loved enough
That I made good use
Of every chance
I was given
I hope to God
There’s no regrets
Nothing left unsaid
I hope I let go
Of all that wasn’t mine
I hope I kept the promises
I made
Gave allowance for those
Promised to me
I know full well
I didn’t do all the things
I had promised myself
Didn’t dance enough
Didn’t write a book
Didn’t travel much
Didn’t take enough chances
But this is what I’ve done
I’ve made love
While standing up
Walking around
In unexpected places
And all kinds of ways
I’ve kissed the tops of heads
And the bottom of feet
Snuggled with babies
And people way older than me
I’ve held tight to strangers
Until they became part of me
I’ve crossed some lines
Blurred others
While making love
I’ve planted seeds
Along the way
And when they bloom
It tickles me pink
To see the way making love
Is such a good thing
I know I’ve held hands
But certainly not enough
I wish to God
I could go back in time
And do much more
I would have had that long lunch
Gone to dinner
Climbed that path
Walked all the way over
To comfort the sad eyed man
I wish to God
I hadn’t wasted any time
Thinking that I wasn’t good enough
To walk outside
In white shorts
Pretty wedges
Mini dresses
And turquoise bikinis
I should have loved myself
Way better than I did
While I was out and about
Making love
To everyone else
I wish so much
I had made love to myself
It’s the last day
Of a good long year
I hope to God
I’ve got dozens of years left
So I can keep promises
Make allowances
Slow dance
Sweet talk
Treasure hunt
Accept invitations
Give out a bunch
And make love
Make lots and lots
Of love
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