It’s all about improving “you”.
That’s the Key for all you do.
Don’t settle for “down”
When you can move around.
Raise hands, Move feet!
Step up to be seen, ensure to meet.
Listen and learn!
Time to think and turn.
Self improvement
Is the chance to take.
You can still create and make.
Find the “right path”.
Be On Your Way.
Today there’s Free Speech.
And you can teach.
Will the path continue to provide
Or are we stepping onto another ride?
Our Journey's Full Circle. From Birth through Life then Death.
Small blip on a screen. You enter the world with a scream
Moving from the safety of the womb. So short the trip to reach the tomb.
A society that "gurgles" and smiles. Every time you pass gas, burp or "coo".
All you do is measured and notated. What will you be? Where will you go?
How will you look? What will you see? Will you always return to visit with me?
Perhaps when you're grown you'll travel far. You might even live on some distant star.
Years pass and you'll find your own way. You'll forget, replace, chart your unique pace.
Will I become like so many I know? Taken for granted then abandoned, alone.
I gave you wings to fly and now you soar. Never thought when you left, you'd close the door.
Miles between, seldom time for you to call. I've learned to accept, to wait and to "see".
For if I connect too often I know what you'll think of me.
Look what you've done! How capable you are!
I can see your success. Along with the rest.
I've seen you cry. How hard you try.
I know you need to run and play Some day you'll even step away.
Seeing you now in your crib. Putting on that first bib.
Soon what I see. Is how you are following me.
And all who've walked this way. You're approaching your day.
When your kids will see you as "old'. No longer the person providing "the gold".
They'll need to help you each day. Or will they turn and walk away?
It's the way of the world. We play and we pay.
Ring the Bells! Sound the Alarm! Push the Button!
The Mountain Is Rising.
Climbing higher and higher!
Being “Me” strikes a chord.
YOU are the reason.
YOU took a chance.
YOU stopped To Read . . .
We started a conversation.
You came. You returned.
Comments! Interaction!
The Voice I Raise.
Is For Those Quietly Coping.
Unknown Paths ahead.
Loved Ones In Need.
A Day at a Time.
No Cure In Sight.
It’s just “aging” we’re told.
Can’t change what time brings.
It will end. No cure in sight.
Well, we all die from something…
The truly ignorant say . . .
Thanks for your compassion.
The exit is over that way. . .