When I consider
How my life
Has traveled through the years
I reach back in memory
Recalling joy and tears
I know I have been blessed
My dreams - wild
Though they might have been
Did not achieve in fantasy
That which in life I’ve seen
And though I have
Seen tears it’s true,
When I recall the joy
The tears seem few
© Lucille Falk Miller
~ March 29, 2004
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