A Poem On Turning 40 by Michelle
Posted on : 26-02-2008 | In : Gratitude, Looking Back |469 views
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On Turning 40
Youth, it seems
In retrospect to be
A swamp
A tangle of trials and tests
Filtering us through the maze
Of options
Choices and passages
We change
As we choose
Each turn we take
Each choice
Directs our path, our focus
Now, turning 40
I count myself blessed
To survive and grow
To find the compass
Of love, experience
And faith
Blessed to know who I am
To accept my path
Unique to all
Precicely my own
To be comfortable
In my skin
To know that all we are
All we have
Is but part of the Master plan
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