Sometimes when I am all alone
I'll close my eyes and try to reflect
I take myself back to my younger years
Before my life became such a wreck.
I remember I would laugh a lot
At the silliest simple things
The way a feather floated through the air
Or when I'd pretend to be a bird and flap my wings.
I remember saying prayers almost every night
Bless my mommy and daddy and help me sleep tight
Then my mommy would tuck me deep in my bed
And send me to sleep with a kiss on my head.
Each day I would wake and wonder out loud
What today would bring for me
I new it would be filled with excitement and fun
Maybe finding treasure or just climbing a tree.
Every moment was a new experience
Every experience was a lesson learned
Sometimes the lessons were painful
And sometimes the pain was unearned.
Sometimes when I look at those younger years
I ask myself how did it all go wrong
How did I go from on top of the world
To a world where I didn't belong.
I guess some things I will never know
For reasons that remain unclear
So once in awhile when I am all alone
I escape to my younger years...
Rick Lamp (c) copyright 2010
Original poems that are specifically recovery related
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