My Story

When I was young,
still just a child..
it seemed that time moved slow.
I yearned for it to hurry past..
so much I didn't know.

As a young girl, just a teen,
I wanted to be older..
life was like a dream,
until the world grew colder.

Marriage wasn't for me,
though I wanted it to be.
I tried and failed
not once, but twice..
but still I couldn't see.

The years suddenly seemed to fly..
gone in almost the blink of an eye!
Lines appeared upon my face..
as I was swept up in the race.

Now I long to be a girl again..
who thought life had no end.
but we cannot fly or catch the wind,
we can only move on my friend..

I can only hope and maybe pray,
that it doesn't end after all.
and as I get though each new day,
I hear the future call.

"Come home, come home..
where you belong."
Are the words I hear..
and now their growing strong..
as my end is near.

Once I lived with fear,
of what lies ahead..
even though it wasn't clear,
my thoughts filled me with dread.

Then one night I realized,
there was no need to worry..
for I was living at the moment,
just a chapter of the story!