Note to Self

This year

I’ll be better

I swear to the letter



no fears or

regrets here

no tear, grease

or sweat here

no arrear on my

debt here

no turning

from pressure

no volunteer

> fetter <

the best me here ever

all cheer

and no fret here

–I’ll only get better–

It was a dark and stormy night...

I swear to the letter!

(this year)


©Karen Robiscoe


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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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