Happy, Joyous and Free
So many times in my life
I would look up and say why me
What did I ever do to you
Why do you cause me so much misery.
It took me years of coming to these rooms
To realize my life wasn't a vale of tears
And if I kept standing in the light of the spirit
I would keep living a life of fear.
I had to put down the weapons of self
Before I could pick up the tools of life
The sooner I quit manufacturing my misery
The sooner I would be free from all my strife.
I had to let go of all my old ideals
Through recovery I was able to see
When I get out of self and walk with God
I am Happy, Joyous and Free.
Rick Lamp © Copyright 2010
www.recoverypoetry.com
