Upon this path I stand conflicted
Behind a pain too great, ahead a stray hope
Each step a journey
seen with a weather stained telescope.
Laden with burdens taken willingly
Begrudgingly I remember how I couldnt cope
Adding more weight to my shoulder
Back arched, yet I trudge higher up this slope.
A dawn rises and I feel priviledged
There was a time my only course, a rope
So every day away from the gurney
Is a day I shall not mope.
Even if every step was not taken merrily
Each new day breathes imagery like a kaleidoscope
and another chance to grow ever older
Makes this grand journey worth its wide scope.