Your downgraded done dusked worries.
Drop them into the infinite deep.
Dust off those damaged, draining thoughts.
Let the dip sink then take your leap.
Dear, it’s your year,
And February is almost over.
Seems like you were swimming drunk,
Though January was pretty sober.
So out with the old, in with a phew!
Fed up thinking of how to be brand new.
To take on a year in a matter of days,
Changing ‘you’ in nineteen different ways.
So let’s stop, liase, find a kinder route
Spring is Marching over,
It’s another chance to reboot.
Another chance to dance,
With a little more leg room.
To wriggle our toes,
Then finally resume.