This is a new poem just drafted, called "Reflections".
Reflections
I’m on a narrow winding way
I search but cannot see the end
So I reflect upon my day
And matters that I need to mend
I struggle down the narrow way
Recalling old forgotten dreams
Wishing for a brand-new day
When reality is all it seems
My mind runs over hills and dales
I think of times long past
Some happy days and some sad tales
Romantic dreams that couldn’t last
My mind drifts on to valleys green
With tall dark mountains looking down
White beauty of a winter scene
That lifts my thoughts so I won’t drown
I wonder where this road will end
Is the destination getting near
Does solace wait around the bend
Will there be hope and quiet here
As the narrow road winds on along
I vacillate from hope to fear
If past mistakes have made me strong
Perhaps I can walk out of here.
