This List

(See my previous post for background to this out-of-character poem post...)

This list will change my life.
I don't know why I didn't think of it before.
I will write it down in longhand, with a pen.
It will change my life, I'm sure.

This list will change my life.
It will revolutionise the way I see myself and others.
With this list by my side, day and night,
I will be the best of women, the best of mothers.

This list will change my life.
It will give me clarity and vision. It will open my eyes
To everything that is broken, unwanted and useless.
From the chaos of my life, order will rise.

This list will change my life.
It will tell me what I need to know on one sheet of A4.
The revelations on the page will be astounding.
I will live as I have never lived before.

This list will change my life.
Not like the last one, or the one before that, and so on.
I know now where I've been going wrong all this time:
My other lists gave me nothing to go on.

But, this list will change my life.
It won't be mundane and only deal with tomorrow, or next week.
It will be a list of all the possibilities in the world.
The things I've never thought of before, opportunities I was too afraid to seek.

This list will change my life.
At least, when I get the chance to sit down and compile it.
But first I must empty the dishwasher, buy bin bags and potatoes,
Polish shoes, phone the plumber, pay the phone bill and file it.