Fears of the future, of the unknown distance
Not knowing what will lie behind the next door or fence.
My life changing in every direction
Decisions and more decisions, they’ll never be done.
What does the rest of my life hold?
What kind of person will I be when I am old?
Who am I supposed to be?
When I reach the age of seventy-three?
Everything in my way coming and moving so fast,
We don’t realize how lucky we are until it’s past.
Thing happening, things you’re not used to.
All around me experiences oh so new.
It’s okay to mess up and lose.
We learn everytime that we choose.
Constant evaluation, what am I doing wrong?
What can I do so I can be more strong?
Why does time have to never last?
Before we know it the moment is past.
Where did the time go?
It seemed like it was moving so slow.
Playing Barbie, house, and dress up too,
Talkshows and Annie; of our potential we didn’t have a clue!
When did we grow up and get older?
Try to be my best, but I seem to just get colder.
Finding my own personality and face
Maybe others I will someday no longer chase.
What’s my purpose in life and who will I grow to love?
He knows my plan and how I’ll get back to him above.
Getting older is part of our development,
The plan and layout of our lives are heaven sent.
It may be hard at times and trials everyday,
But he’s solved that by allowing us to pray.
We’ll fund ourselves and our direction we will take,
Promise to do our best and fulfill our promises—for his sake.
written May 26, 2011.
Mississippi River in Nauvoo, Illinois
Nauvoo Illinois Temple
