Over my shoulder I see,
from just where
I did come.
Lessons learned
have made me who
I have become,
and put me
in this place
where I now am.
In the mirror I see
this place where
I now be.
I know just how
into this place,
I have arrived
though it was
mostly just
not planned.
I look ahead
to where
my future
just might lead.
and I wonder where
I do belong,
and if there is
a place for me,
in this
never ending journey
that has no end to see.
Will I find
that hand
that fits
and will not
slip away?
