The Path
I must walk this path that lies ahead of me.
Walk this path that life has mapped out for me.
The way is dark and rocky underfoot.
But walk it I will as best I can,
Till the way becomes clearer and easier to see.
Walk with me a while, down this path of pain.
Walk beside me, and help me should I stumble.
Be patient and walk at MY pace.
Stay with me even if I fall,
Your feet are surer than mine.
But never forget whose path it is.
The path is mine.
And I must walk it my own way,
In my own time.
And walk it, I must.
Wish I could take credit, but I stumbled on this poem whilst in the waiting room at my daughters counselling and it spoke volumes to me so thought I'd share. X