It is easy to build a wall
lined with pillows,
fluffy blankets, coffee
and a stack of books
paid for with good intentions.
I am 124 days
and 50 pages behind,
still blaming my procrastination
on the year 2020.
I have lists upon lists
and an empty planner
from 2021
and just when I run out of words,
second chances
and excuses,
I fall into his arms,
such a soft place to land
layers of grace upon grace
with nothing to give back
but my heart.
.