A Journey Looking Back

Life has been a journey looking back.
I was born into this world to watch my life begin;
Learning how to communicate with family and friends.
Like many trying to making sense of this emotion love and hate. 
There’s a retiring smile remembering those hopes and dreams.

I don’t know why I was in a hurry.
It seemed everyone was running a race to be all grown up.
Now wondering why there was such a rush.
Remembering this struggle how to please who and this and that, 
while clinging to things not understanding what to cling to?

Life got really busy for us all.
Getting an education, a job and raising a family.
The days began with daylight and ended in darkness.
A wife, children, a house, and a home with pets.
At best we choose how to live life and responsibility within.

Time to reflect.
It’s now getting late to see the light of childhood dreams.
But, I remember those lessons and blessings of life.
It's autumn in my life now and leaves are starting to fall.
When winter comes may the memory be one of love.

Edward J. Ebbs - December 13, 2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Makama Avatar
January 23, 2016 at 12:04 PM
Wisdom and arts hug as twins in between your lines. A wonderful 7
Dietrich Avatar
January 2, 2016 at 7:14 PM
It is my autumn now too, Edward. Hopefully a very early autumn!! but one never knows. This is wonderful!! I enjoyed it.
Ebbs Avatar
January 2, 2016 at 10:57 PM
You know Autumn is here when you occasionally think about why the leaves around you that are starting to fall. Thank You Andrea :)
Allison Avatar
December 13, 2015 at 6:31 AM
You took us on a journey of a lifetime Ed I especially love the final stanza:-) hugs Jan xx7
Ebbs Avatar
December 13, 2015 at 2:56 PM
Thank you Jan for what seems like forever support!
Lane Avatar
December 13, 2015 at 5:38 AM
Very nice, Edward. Life gets filled with many things...and good and bad memories get interwoven...like weeds among a crop. Hold on to the ones of love. Those always make us smile.
Ebbs Avatar
December 13, 2015 at 2:54 PM
So true, thank you Lin :)
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