Being who we are
Accepting what we have
Knowing the best is yet,
Allowing the is to be;
Smiling moon above the sea.
We behave ourselves
Absent any monitors,
Children sufficient
For this time in history;
Eagle flies freedom, glory.
Looking we reflect
Decisions hastily made
Pain never erased,
We run into the sunset;
A slice, life remains to get.
What once we wanted
We hardly recognize now
Health we keep praying,
God becomes more real than day;
Every voice some thoughts convey.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Haphazard Creative 