Am I falling at the first hurdle?

I said I’d do this and today

I don’t want to

I’m spent

I’m tired

I’m weary and sad.

But…

I said I would, so I will

I rocked that wooden horse

As a child though it

Flung me over and

Coloured my forehead

Yellow, blue, black.

So, I’ll do it because

I said so.

Not a fashionable thing

Many speak, write, and proclaim

Promises they never intended to keep.

But I’ve kept it, and here it is.

Done.