Less than the will,
Before I even thought
Or gave it a name,
Was it your thought,
That it might be the same.

My first steps, I did fall,
Remembered not when, at all.
Sure enough, a beginning step,
And though not sure if I wept.

Remembered best are the things
We can never bring back.
Not quite better, when it's replaced,
Yet we try, as to bring them back.

Now; I did this, you do it too,
Or; I did that, you did it too,
Now; I have this, you need it too,
Or; I had that, you have it too.

Not wanting it, when we should,
To never have it when we could.
Life is full of beautiful surprises,
But to never give up, would be the wisest.

©2007, Ron Globe