~* Memories *~

Yet another year has flown by
Just like the birds soaring in the clear blue sky.
I have soared and I have fallen.
Today I stand at the summit.
Some days I slip down, down, down
To the valley so far below.
Fear and desperation and sorrow
Drag me down
But soon I look up
And I start my long journey again.
As I take each step, as I find each new handhold,
As I find each new path,
I hear that old refrain from the children's book
Repeating over and over in my head:
I think I can,
I think I can,
I think I can.
And then
I near the top and it changes to:
I know I can,
I know I can,
I know I can.
And again
I stand at the top.
Each time the fall is harder
But
Each time the climb to the top
Is a tiny bit easier
Because now
I Know
I ... Can ... Do ... It.
Memories fly away
Over the hills and valleys
But I am still here
And I will make new memories
To share
And life though sometimes hard
Is Good.