It seems that I now have some days,
When I am down on life,
The constant struggle to survive,
And cope with daily strife.
Thatís when I choose to contemplate,
The road that I now follow,
With all the crooks and turns that hide,
Some bitter pills to swallow.
I then retreat to quiet place,
And free my mind to wander,
I think about all things now past,
Ask guidance as I ponder.
I put to use the things Iíve learned,
That served well in the past,
And daily pray that itís enough,
This wisdom Iíve amassed.
I marvel at accomplishments,
Shed tears at times Iíve failed,
I only touch on memories,
Of hurtful things unveiled.
In retrospect I concentrate,
To help with things to come,
So that someday I can look back,
And smile at job Iíve done.
© 2003 Loree (Mason) OíNeil
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