Through the Years
by Michael Doyle

Alive somewhere in all my ADHD
I sometimes walk right into me
When I do, in times like this
I find there isn't much to miss

I have always tried to be my best
Stretching myself to meet my tests
Head-on collisions find me madly
Striving to reach for the godly 

It seems like I'm too often guessing
This struggle of life offers blessings
Learning to adapt to moments of  the pensive
Has taught me to be patient and sensitive

Like this moment trapped in a small town
Trying my best to smile instead of frown
I had traveled here to see the moonbow
Instead, I find myself minutes from its shadow

The engine I came in on has been blown
Relying on assurances, I should have known
I find myself and my daughters in a hotel room
Where we share a box of cookies instead of gloom

I remind myself of gratitude for being alive
And I know with patience, we will yet survive
The world is filled with suffering in degrees
The best we have is to live as if to please

The God we know and worship in His Heaven above
Sharing moments with my daughters filled with love
Knowing there are lessons for them as we overcome
And life passes on with the beating of the drum

Sorrow and silence are part of what makes us strong
But one sweet, loving smile tells me where I belong
Daring as they are quietly writing from imagination
I see them facing this without any sign of indignation

And I know that everything is going to turn out right
These bigger girls from the little girls I hugged tight
This is the path of life that makes everything alright
Yes, there are the big girls grown from those I held tight

Both these beauties have grown from the moonage daydream
Looking like and acting like princesses on a movie screen
And I sit here thinking to myself how can anything be wrong
As long as they love me, I know exactly where I belong

(c) June 21, 2024   Michael Doyle
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