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?