Learning to Live

 

To live, to grow,

to dream, to be;

Life unfolds like a canopy

From birth to death

in faith and through fire

gathering knowledge

for lifting the spire

Questions asked --

I learned through trials

Memories stretch on for miles

Portions of the bad and good,

meshing together

as God thinks they should

Creating a woman

from the girl that had been

A child, a teen,

And an object of sin

Became teacher and wife

and a mother of men

With a daughter in tow,

Who will do it again

Her energized eyes

now no longer bound,

those old scales, like fool's gold

all over the ground,

I see myself

both then and now.

A mirror image I see not,

One mind, but with two journeys sought

The first I owe

to my childish heart

The next to a mind being torn apart

by logic which experience brings

But now, seeks out the

quieter things

Aging as a sweet, red wine

Stretching like a kudzu vine

Freedom rings just like a bell

In this game of life

I know so well.

 

Author's Note

My come back song.......

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A rather sad piece of reflection at lost youth written with gentle careful and experienced pen.

[Avocations of Amber]

thank you for peeking into my past ...

[quinfinn]

lovely write, such fire and passion. and you mention kudzu....well, we have plenty here in asheville.... wonderful poem!

[Avocations of Amber]

then you know how hard it is to get rid of it!! >:D

thanks for reading...

[teardrop]

i totally love this write, sweet!
Love the rhyme scheme bunches : )