My World Poem by JoAnn McGrath

My World


My world when I was young
Was every thing under the sun
Needs fulfilled at will
Want for nothing.....until

Seasons somehow slipped away
Burdens replaced balance of play
Mountains that once seemed so easy to climb
Are more a precipice in my mind

Though I've never ascended to the crest
I've spent more time keeping fears repressed
As each step I take to the top
a Few slips backwards or just a drop

The eyes have even lost their judgment seen
The ears have even lost the audible scream
A mind and tongue that trips and falls
And touch that no longer feels at all

Numb...one would say I have become
No longer worth the amount or sum
I pray it all steals away in the night
And then be left to quiet light


29 Mar 2008