Full of Moments
by Michael Doyle

Life is full of moments
Of "I can't understand".
Maybe I don't need to
As long as I'm holding your hand.

There's so much
That I don't know.
From the mistakes that I've made
I'd guess it shows. 

I've made my peace
With most of what I've done.
It's left me standing
With my victories won.

The pain that's left
Is kept walled up inside.
The moments I've walked past death
Have left nothing more to hide.

It's your turn to remember
All the memories of our yesterday.
Knives out to dismember, 
We'd have it no other way.

The pain that's left
Is kept walled up inside.
Having walked past death,
I have nothing more to hide.

I stood up strong
Standing for what I believe
Even when I could not be more wrong,
Counting every blessing that I receive.

(c) August 9, 2025   Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved