The Poetry Corner

New Year.

By H. P. Nichols

If I resolve, with the new year, A better child to be, 'Twill do no good at all, I fear, But rather harm to me, Unless I try, with every day, No angry word to speak; Unless, each morn, to God I pray To keep me mild and meek. Then let me try with all my might, And may God help me too, Always to choose the way that's right, Whatever act I do.