I built a home

I always thought my mind was racing forward
to a path beyond the path that it should take.

I thought I knew my smile – (strength beyond)
the will of those who would ingratiate.

When I was so much younger than I am,
I’d live from day to day without a plan –

I’d walk along the beach ‘til my feet ached,
with no need to ask myself who I am.

“Who do you want to be,” my teacher said
and all that I could think of to reply

Was; “a healthy old woman” – (silly at the time)
but now – well now it is my hue and cry.

I achieved where many others failed –
I’m satisfied though many others aren’t.

My path told me to walk the path I could
led away from the path I can’t.

And sacrifice instructed me to stay
as loss, oh loss, would lead me to succeed.

Certainty met me along the way –
a flower blooms from my garden’s seed.

From the camping ground to caravan,
from the beach-head to the sea,

I’ve been taken on a path
(my very own)

From the safety of a nucleus
to a nucleus of mine –

Come walk with me on that path –
I built a home.

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(for Mother's Day)