Growing Gains
I've hidden in too many shadows,
Of darkness and fear.
Where time loses meaning,
Going on, year to year.
If I am to move forward,
And change how I have lived.
Can I still grasp my roots,
Even those nourished as a kid?
This growth causes choice moments,
As balance is sought to maintain.
So that decisions are weighed carefully,
And I don't destroy what I may gain.
When approaching these roads,
Realizing trust is the key.
My faith and my wisdom,
Will provide answers to see.
Copyright © Timothy Mattson | Year Posted 2022
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