Recently started writing some poetry and thought I would share. This was a labor of love - and something very much out of my comfort zone.

It’s about growth - aging - learning.


Past missteps, lessons learned, From what we know, our future earned. What we become is not fixed in stone, But built from choices, bravely sown.

How we react, how we respond, Determines where our paths will bond. Our worth, our depth, our voice takes flight, Maturing with each dawning light.

Maturity's pace, unique and grand, A tapestry of what we understand. From knowledge gained, and struggles faced, Our expectations can be re-placed.

Growth is not a straight, clear line, But a dynamic, shifting design. Control lies within, a potent key, To shape our lives, wild and free.

Boundaries we set, our own to build, With wisdom earned, our futures filled. We know how to change, how to grow, And blossom where our seeds will sow.😁