Monday, March 30, 2015

Poems: Life's Dark Paths

I wrote this when I was 10. Haven't changed a word, so it's not very good. I had a thing with rhyming "hold" back then and I used the word "gotten". Hey, I was a kid.

As I've walked along life's dark paths,
I've stumbled, fallen, cried, and laughed.
Each mistake, a lesson that makes me strong,
And a hint to keep moving on.
 
The falls were all warnings, as was the pain,
Once I had heeded, I got up again.
The weeping was anger and sometimes bruised pride,
But this went away as I found my stride.
 
The laughter was an expression of the happiness inside,
The unguarded moments with nothing to hide.
The stumbles were hard and often too cold,
But laughter could save me and make me bold.
 
For everything I've learned and the bruises I've gotten,
For all of the crying and the laughter forgotten,
For the love that came, and the pain of my losses,
And all those tears shed for those worthy causes.
 
Finally I've learned to let go of things,
I stopped crying, now I laugh and I sing.
The way things are now is much to behold,
What once was so dark has now turned to gold.