PRESSING on with hope
that what I cannot
see will one day come
to be
IN my youth I was driven
to excel in all things
given
In after years I am
slowly driven
All things in the
past forgiven
RESTING places
have arisen
THIS is new to be
here
I knew not things
would seem so clear
here
Laurl and the rose
I behold
I had no presence of
mind before to see
the beauty they hold
I am prone to share this
heavenly splendor
FOR though this will
here not forever linger
I seek one as I
to ever press on
together!
This poem is soooooo true 🙂