I can be hard on myself and judgemental too. Berating myself when I fall down on my writing or painting. The last year has been one of the busiest I remember (I count my year from spring to spring) It has been filled to the brim. I wonder how it went so fast and I ponder over what I achieved. Then it occurs to me, how silly!
As the tide doesn’t measure
or judge the grains of sand it covers
I look back over the year
And try not to judge or keep count
of the good or not so good
It was mostly good.