Sitting alone in the dark
I’m down and low in thoughts about myself
Shall I move on, forward
Every day a battle
To prove myself to myself
Success is beyond reach
I sit in my chair to accomplish anything
Wonder whether in person
I’m able to fulfill my goal of
Producing what I dreamt
Wonder whether I’ll make it through the day, night
With love from those who support me
My goals buoyant
I’m a success every day
Every weekend
Month
All yearlong
Slow as the snail
Persistence as the spider spins a web
Determination of a yearling
Rising to her first stand
Uprighted with horse power,
Winning the heat
Surfacing sunshine, morning red sky
Surviving each month and day
I shall breathe again and again
My choice
My trying pays off
My heart fulfilled in muscle and love
Love transpired
Love of self
Love of God
