The Walk of Life
Young, vigorous and full of life
These are my adolescent years
Neither worry nor a care
No visions of the upcoming fears
Charismatic, virtuous and free
Beautiful as a fully blossomed rose
These are my teenage years
No responsibility; just a stunning present pose
A young mother, a young wife
Built around much chaos and constant despair
These are my early twenties
No fear of growing older, though the time is coming near
Career oriented and focused; my beauty still remains
The captivation which once drew a crowd
That captivation is slowly fading in vain
My early thirties have come upon me
My insecurities running amok
Sadly all I felt I had was beauty
And certainly I’ve been struck
Beauty, fame and fortune
Something in which all of us wish to gain
But not at the cost of our loved ones
And not at the cost of someone else’s pain
I have taken a new outlook on life
As the years unavoidably pass me by
My first priority is family and friends
And learning to laugh until we cry
So in the end, what matters the most?
Is it fame, fortune and personal gain?
Or is it the moments we share with our friends
And the family that still remains?
Copyright © Stacy Stiles | Year Posted 2007
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