Time In Life

Time in life By Dalene Deale We run ourself rampant From day to day Looking for so many things In every possible way Driven by ambition Or is it hunger Or maybe even greed We aim to grow a forest Even if we own only one seed Is this nuts Or are we just living life Are we achieving our goals Chasing a dream Or just living our best life In truth, we’ll at least for me It is all of the above I do it because I am alive I am thankful and I am blessed Because I have faith in power of love I do it for myself, I do it for my family And because, eventually, one day… When I have given it my best I will sit in my home telling stories In comfort, surrounded by loved ones With a book full of great memories There I will find my rest. I look at our Ouma And I see appreciation in her eyes I listen to her stories I hang on every word Not just because of the content For most of the stories I have heard But I watch her tell them And I watch how they light up her face Filled with experiences Learnings and even pain She tells them all with grace. Stories of good times And even when she talks about the bad She shines with overall fulfilment About the adventures she has had I don’t need a famous idol Or a wealthy person to aspire to I have our family matriarch And you would have to be a rock If her life experiences don’t inspire you She will gladly share them With a genuine appreciation As she describes them one by one. If life was a competition Even without riches, I can tell you hands down She has won.