What A Difference A Year Makes

365 Days
A hundred Ways to save a life
and You pick one
hand cuffs and broken stuff
My heart hangs heavy
A crossroads without a map
then You
The light You shine
Clears up like a bad complexion
My Priorities

Oh God, Thank You for
The gift of life
my focus to be
A Good Wife
for a man I haven't even met
A happy marriage -
the winning bet
Thanks to those cop lights
Flashing near in the rear view
Mirror
A look at a future while staring
At the past

One year later
A dinner plate -
or lunch, and yet no wine
And that's just fine
For my elixir is the thought
of mugshots versus
onesies bought
Two roads diverged in wood
A chilly thought, Frost,
Wrought with a second
chance to dance
To keep control and live the
destiny of my plans