As wrinkles begin to show on my face,
I see all the years that have passed.
Reality now floods through my soul,
the best times of my life in the past.
I'm over the summit of a life not well lived,
and I ponder the fast moving years.
How did I get here, and where did time go?
My regrets are contained in my tears.
I climbed up the mountain of life without purpose,
letting pure chance make my choices.
I stifled my talents, my ego was nil,
I listened to many wrong voices.
I pray now in these last years of my life,
to be able to do my Lord's will.
Regardless of pain and my mind's murky veil,
I want Him to say, "Peace - be still"!
Yes, I have regrets now,
for a life, not well lived,
but Jesus still is in my heart,
and says, "Child, I forgive"!
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