as I stand in this moment
taking pause just to think
I remember my home and
bow my head to says thanks
for the love and the struggles
the triumphs and gains
bent knees and bruised knuckles
victories laced with pain
that brought me here, to this place
of reflection and musing
I wipe the tears from my face
and welcome the confusion
that one day will reveal
the prize to be awarded
a heart and soul made of steel
as my fears are all thwarted
until then, I will rest
wait for the courage that's needed
filling the pride in my chest
pulling the doubt that needs weeded
to prepare my next step
into the next phase of my journey
every moment has helped
to claim the life that waits for me
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Love this, Kelli. I'm going to feature this/you in the VSS today. ⚡💙 Bill⚡
Nice words Kellie, "pulling the doubt that needs weeded to prepare my next step into the next phase of my journey" I guess we all have to do some weeding to get rid of thoughts that no longer have a place.
Dear Ki - Thank you for the compliment re; my work! But, no, you're the prize...! j.bud.in.l.a.
Beautiful poem, Kelli. Sometimes we all need to change the lens with which we are looking at our lives.
this is so beautiful
Good job on another poem seeking a dream.