I know what it means to have impatient dreams
To scatter them like seeds in a field called Hope
That yield little harvest.
Iíve climbed the ladder of Success
And gripped determination as I made my way up
Never letting go
Until I discovered that Success is not always measured
By how high you climb.
Iíve had the hot iron of Disappointment
Brand my expectations and make them his own.
Iíve come to Crossroads
Where there was no sign to point the way.
Iíve stopped by a place called Help
Entered and found it empty.
Iíve climbed the mountain
That led to Earthly Things
Then settled in the Valley of Things That Mattered Most.
Iíve lived for a while with Motherhood
Then moved on
To spend time in my empty nest with Solitude
Iíve stopped many times where Grief resides
But spent most of my time where Belief abides.
Iíve paid a visit to Friendshipís house
And found that entrance was by invitation only.
Iíve taken rough roads and stopped to drink
At the Fountain of Knowledge and Wisdomís Well
That satisfied my thirst in dry places.
Now the road curves Homeward
And I have no desire to return to places and things I left behind
For where Iím going is far better than where Iíve been.
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