Rather than mend, what we've power to change,
we can live in denial, and look for others to blame.
Chasing rainbows like gold, in search of our dreams,
while we travel to places, that we've never seen.
In our new destinations, we will eventually find,
that the problems, we knew, came along for the ride.
For our troubles in life, aren't without as it seems,
for they lurk in the shadows, of the lives that we glean.
In time we discover, in our search for life's meaning,
relationships hoped, were always there for the keeping.
They would never be found, by always running away,
but by mending the bridges, we destroy in each day.
Saying I'm sorry, when we've hurt those we love,
when we're willing to start, where we've left off before.
Joy's not always found, in discovering new places,
but in denying one's self, to put smiles on those faces.
Of the people in life, that still share in our journey,
loved ones we have, and our friends without money.
Those broken down bridges, of our relationships lost,
might have been salvaged, had we just paid the cost!
Written By: Barbara A. Carlan 10/18/2009