The years have passed so quickly,
Since you left me standing here.
What happened to you, Daddy?
You traded my love,
For the taste of beer.
Your addiction led your life,
And suddenly, you were alone.
Your drinking destroyed us all,
And kept our house from being a home.
Only tears can find me now,
As I seek help, from powers that be.
I remember as a family,
We gathered by the lake.
To swim, ski and picnic,
Until the dawn would break.
Proud am I, of what you’re life,
Turned out later, to be.
You became my HERO, Daddy,
The day you set the alcohol free.
I will always be your Little Princess,
Even though, you’ve gone away.
Heaven is your home now,
And in my heart, you’ll stay.
© Krista S. Vowell- Clark
Excerpt from the book “Imperfect Paths”
Foreword . . .
How many people can say they have not walked on rough terrain to get to where they are today? Most of us have been bruised and beaten to find out who we really are within; to find joy in this life we have been given. We are flawed beings with imperfect paths, and those turbulent journeys can either make us or break us.
It is easy to blame our past wrongs, the people who have tarnished our trust, and the bad bets the world throws at us. But we still hold the power to make a choice to become better than the humans who hurt us; to be the voice of change by learning from the experiences which have attempted to break us. Along the many roads traveled, the decisions we make will determine who we are to become.
Take a moment to walk in another’s shoes. The poets here have opened their Pandora’s Box, not to release the personal demons that taunt or once to keep them confined, but to share how to sever the weights one is shackled to.
Donna J. Sanders, Author
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