Here's to the Journey
Somewhere between playing at soccer and licking the ice cream bowl,
I forgot who I was supposed to be.
I don't know why it happened, and I couldn't point to any one time,
But I sure know that it's happened.
I know that I'm a long ways down the path,
And that the quickest way to progress is to regress;
As much sense as that makes.
I went a long way from what I was in the beginning,
More than I ever could have imagined.
So much more than I wanted to, more than
Obligation demanded,
Respect required, and certainly more than
Running backwards for the next short while can fix.
You know what I mean.
Somewhere between licking the ice cream bowl and cleaning the bathtub,
I remembered who I'm supposed to be.
I'm excited, scared, worried, nervous, apalled, confused.
And I don't know if it's possible to right the wrongs and lefts,
To fix all the things I messed up,
To mend all the things that I broke,
Or to replace the things that I've ruined.
But I intend to find out,
And to try.
I went a long way from what I was in the beginning,
More than I ever could have imagined.
So much more than I wanted to, more than
Obligation demanded,
Respect required, and certainly more than
Running backwards for the next short while can fix.
You know what I mean.
Here's to the journey, here's to the strife,
Here's to the trials and hardships of life.
I never should ask, after all that I've done,
If you'll step alongside me, continue this run;
But here is my offer, imperfect and flawed,
Will you accept, or just stand slack-jawed?
I forgot who I was supposed to be.
I don't know why it happened, and I couldn't point to any one time,
But I sure know that it's happened.
I know that I'm a long ways down the path,
And that the quickest way to progress is to regress;
As much sense as that makes.
I went a long way from what I was in the beginning,
More than I ever could have imagined.
So much more than I wanted to, more than
Obligation demanded,
Respect required, and certainly more than
Running backwards for the next short while can fix.
You know what I mean.
Somewhere between licking the ice cream bowl and cleaning the bathtub,
I remembered who I'm supposed to be.
I'm excited, scared, worried, nervous, apalled, confused.
And I don't know if it's possible to right the wrongs and lefts,
To fix all the things I messed up,
To mend all the things that I broke,
Or to replace the things that I've ruined.
But I intend to find out,
And to try.
I went a long way from what I was in the beginning,
More than I ever could have imagined.
So much more than I wanted to, more than
Obligation demanded,
Respect required, and certainly more than
Running backwards for the next short while can fix.
You know what I mean.
Here's to the journey, here's to the strife,
Here's to the trials and hardships of life.
I never should ask, after all that I've done,
If you'll step alongside me, continue this run;
But here is my offer, imperfect and flawed,
Will you accept, or just stand slack-jawed?
posted by Foolish Thing Nine at 7:31 PM
4 Comments:
oh, my, this is great, Shane. But I must agree with Christa: the pink is the cohesive element.
it's okay... yellowish orange is a good color too... anyways... i can't help but wonder whether this is directed at someone specific that's not me... but i guess... if it weren't than my answer would have to be to accept it...
Oh, don't worry, the pink will be back. I was just not in a pink mood (believe it or not!) when I wrote/posted this...
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