Looking back upon my life
Things seem to be
Sometimes
Not very nice.
Looking back not sure what
Got me here
Never saw but felt it near
A presence
Being absolute
Holding me with resolute.
Looking back I can’t see why
I struggled so and didn’t die
Think cause it would pick me up
Dust me off, pat me on the back
Saying words “Go ahead you’re not dead”
“Life has still a lot to offer.”
Looking back down my way
I see I didn’t walk alone
Nor did I saunter
But full stream ahead is what I did
For I had my heart, my soul
And the help a presence offered.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015