I Carry With Me

I carry with me, My tragic remorse, And trudge it along, On this narrow course. I put in my arms, My mother's courage, Her life, it runs through, And enpowers me. I drag behind me, The loss of fine days, Every day spent mad, I regret in ways. I put on my sleave, The love of my life, To carry it around I will be his wife. I put in the front, No matter what it seems, To push them forward, My goals and my dreams.