I wake and see the day, and ponder my life as it has been. My time on earth, controlled to a point in future time. Thoughts of others that came my way, some good, some bad, and some unseen. Actions on my soul, ingrained, locked in for my mind to dine. I ache as l leave my bed, remembering youth how quickly gone. My plans are made to regain the ground, to face the day, for goals not reached. I hear the news, a friend is dead, flashes of events, they are not alone. Hands before me, wrinkled and worn, constant reminders, of things not yet beached. I look for good, of offspring's grown, They hold and grasp me, relations born. Lay down to sleep, I thank my God, He guides my life, what can I say. |