What More Shall I Ask

It doesn't really matter these casualties of the life I've lived; for from my heart is the esteem to give. Seeing things in an endeared light through the same eyes and perhaps much brighter. The world had tangled me into believing I was this complex being, but I stand here as the shadows part my path-- knowing there's lessons learned and courage is merely allowing truth to reign high on my journey - so hold fast to those simplicities that get the heart pumping and release childish inhibitions. I like Saturdays with Mom; lunch at eleven o' clock sharp and I leave with a bunch of things I really don't need. I like time spent with the children for it warms the soul. I like drives in the country, remembering how it used to be and knowing above all things that success isn't a goal- it's a way of life; it doesn't involve money, fortune or fame. It is what tender marks we imprint here and there that leave a lasting affect as a whole. I thought about what could I do that I have not already done and my list became vague; for within my God Given name are the meaning "Light" and "Love". As I walk, He walks with me. As I speak about Him, He is in the midst. As I write He blesses this for He knows my intent. What more shall I ask? Author note: My name is Miss Lucinda Lu Cayton ( Cindy is a nickname my family called me, a name in school). Lucinda *name definition* Bearer of light, (and historically) Poetess Lu * name definition * (in another cultures language, means love