I wish things could be simpler sometimes,
That life could work out like my rhymes.
But that's not always the way of life,
I'm not a kid anymore, I'm a mom and a wife.
The best laid plans are not of my making.
There are bumps in the road that I am taking.
At times I fight the winds of change that blow,
Then Spirit whispers to me, "My child, let go and
Just flow."
There are days I think that no one understands
And I hide my teary face behind my weary hands.
I retreat into a corner set away inside my mind
And I block out the world around me, so cold and so unkind.
What's the use, I think to myself, deep in my despair.
I just want to give up, wishing I didn't care.
But Spirit whispers to me, "Tis hard, my child, I know.
You will find your way around this. Don't force it, love,
Just flow."
I hope to live my life to the fullest that it can be.
There's so much I want to do, so much I want to see.
I want to show my son the beauty that's in life,
To learn by my example to overcome the strife.
I will grow old and tired, my youth shall pass away.
My steps will bring me closer to my final day.
I will learn what I can while here and pass along what I know.
And when the end is upon me, I won't fight it. No, I'll
Just flow.