#1997-Berries

Things in life,

Naturally happen,

Without reasons why.

It’s what I’ve seen,

And over the years,

Chosen to believe.

But I also know,

To hold on tight,

Refusing to let go,

For dreams easily die.

So when winter arrives,

Leaves fall, and the sun hides,

I’m thankful for the berries,

That choose to stay behind.

They are my reminder,

To never give up,

For my life’s purpose,

Isn’t to understand,

Or leave something behind.

It is merely to live,

Simply, humbly, authentically,

One day at a time.