This poem was originally published on 25 September 2012. It appears in my debut anthology Wildflower Sea available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Kobo Books.
Through dark days and stormy times Across cold roads without boundary lines The tread onwards has no marks Swept in solitude few larks No light is there nor are there signs The hurt dog whines No turning back now my son Life has been made God's way Think of a light ahead and you've won Those words of my father do all but fray Those words have made me what I am today There will be mountains much too steep There will be valleys much too deep Life is about risk; it is about choices Along the way you must find the voices Inside you that shall show you The right way through Good people, bad people you'll encounter them all Your goal is to find the light of day Don't break your pace, just stand tall Those words of my father do all but fray Those words have made me what I am today