Meeting Kate

Meeting Kate In my darkest of days I have had no voice Not a lack of say But of those, gone away Leaving me, without a choice Leaving these, such friends behind Whom, have judged me wrong At such a critical time When the choice is mine Don’t tell me where I belong But yet, I trudge this rocky path And each day is such a fight My boots are stuck in a muddy past My mind; set, in a liquor cast Simply because, I found doubt In what, I’ve always known to be right And then I met this woman, Kate Who lives her life; so well We talked for hours; I stayed up late I learned to breathe, how to meditate She is the one, the angel; that drew me from my shell She has brightened up my life with touch She has given back my voice She has shown me that I am enough And taught me how to love She has shown me That I have always, had a choice © 2017 Jeffrey Spencer