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. | 
