Diamond In The Rough
by Carolyn Lott Dooley
Sunday, July 20, 2008
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A faint indication of your silhouette
blocks the beam of light
that shines on a darkened area,
diminishing partial light to such degree,
the light variation cast the shadow
you leave behind.
Children follow in their parent’s footsteps,
nonchalant and carefree;
blending love and understanding
assures the seeds your breed exceed
with just enough zest,
leaving them never feeing second-best.
Conflicts, peer and convictions
put us through many test. Goals and needs must be met
in order to succeed.
by Carolyn Lott-Dooley
From infancy until maturity,
I depended on my parents;
I listened to their views and opinions,
in or out of tune,
in no predictable pattern or fashion;
advice, rules and spankings
were received routinely on a daily basis.
Through we must live by trial and error.
I’ve crawled…stumbled into trouble…,
traveled many highways…,
I’ve taken many right and wrong routes.
Life is actually similar to a bottle of wine
we scale, we fall, we climb high and low,
setbacks and gratifications
Must be taken in stride,
never give up or lose your pride.
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|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|Everyone should make goals. I do not like to but sometimes I do and try to follow them and get them to work out. sometime they do and sometimes not. But at least I attempt to get my life into so order and not be too chaotic.|