Sobering thoughts clear the mind,
Of times when others weren’t kind.
Looking back at life’s events,
No, it hasn’t been a cinch.
Pain. Loss. Grief all boilin’ up,
Filled to the top of the cup.
Let it surface. Face it brave,
Clearance, now. Exit the maze.
Look ahead. Step forth with ease,
Clarity now! Feel the breeze.
Gates are up. Can proceed now,
You’ve done quite well. Take that bow!
April 3, 2015