There’s a great buddy in my group whose handle is “Carry on. ” The poem below is inspired by her.
Looking back on the life I’ve lead.
The graphic images playing in my head,
Of wasted years, my life half spent,
“Don’t look back,” a small voice said.
“You still have some years, so go ahead,”
Your crushed dreams and soul will mend,
A friend or two, their strength they’ll lend,
If they hear the pleas that which you send.
And years from now, when at life’s end,
Old and gray, with a back that’s bent,
You’ll gladly say, though astray I went,
I did some good, my life well spent.