Through my frail days
I found inner strength
remained focused on
further down the tracks.
Gave myself many a talkin’ to
wandered down curvy paths
that led to where I am now.
I quenched my thirst for life
ate plenty of dust
while learning who to trust.
A heart is a fragile piece
it questions motives, discreetly
as smiles come and go.
Further down the tracks
living awaits me
as I hum a song from years ago
a sweet one, slow.
May tenderness of others
hold your hand as you stroll
down the tracks of life.
