The withered mind

Gets lost at times

I was feeling low

But in the quiet

Of the day

I took a walk

And told myself

Not to sulk

Be thankful

And gracious

For what I have

And where I am

What I escaped from

Stay positive and strong

Don’t be weak

Don’t let the restfulness

Begin to leak

I’m always

Moving forward

Stepping stones

Are obstacles

Along the bumpy ride

To strive

In life

12:04 AM

Vera Jackson © 2013