Goals

Goals I wasn’t raised with many choices Chances I got almost none This was not a disadvantage Nor a memory I will shun ’Cause the absence of abundance Kept me thankful and content And I did not waste time dreaming Of what life I could have spent I was always in the moment Made the best of what life dealt And today I reap the blessings Of the things under my belt As I look back I am happy There’s not much that I would change For the goals I set before me Are not far but within range And I keep on looking forward ’Cause what’s done is in the past Now I see that what is waiting Is a beautiful forecast I keep reaching, wishing, hoping Ever busy, full of grit And if still life may surprise me Well, too bad, then so be it. Wendy Nipas