Well, Here I Am, I Think

I think!
I’m still all me.
I have all my fingers and toes
but God only knows what else.

I see myself.
I like the “who” of me.
No, I don’t dwell on what I’ve been.
In times when
I was a lesser self.

I improve
I learn, I reach;
and if the chance, I try to teach.
But, what the heck, there’s
nothing to lose.

How long?
Till they nail the box shut
and sing as they lower me down,
“Lord plant his feet on higher ground”

  Charles Henderson
    October 29, 2017
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Watson Avatar
October 14, 2020 at 12:30 AM
What a wonderfully positive outlook to begin my day, Charles. Thank you!
May Avatar
November 22, 2017 at 5:32 PM
As time goes by we lose some of our selves, Well expressed Charles...soupmail
Enriquez Avatar
November 1, 2017 at 10:13 AM
Dear Charles: Nicely done, this take over the rainbow. All the best then, Leon.
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