Poems by Monica Jennifer
Follow Thy Path
One finds that they are on the path to leave,
Yet they wonder where their path will weave.
They have found family in their friends,
Now those single woven threads all are ends.
The sand of time has found yet another path,
To of which the rope of my life now hath.
there is a odd feeling of a sad weak ending,
Even in the time of this threads begining.
One leaves behind all called as friends,
They find that there are new thread ends.
The rope will continue at one end to thin,
Even as the other end, new threads will win.
One never truly leaves any other behind,
Their path goes on new threads to find.
There will always be change in ones life,
It is never the way, that you miss the knife.
It will stick one with depression and pain,
Yet in the end it is the one who will gain.
The people one will meet are the new thread,
That replace the old in the path you do head.
One finds lack of friends in the path ahead,
Yet one will find them in that path of dread.
The ones left behind are in truth still there,
Though of their presence one is not aware.
One can still in their time visit with them,
The present problem is the question of when.
There is monetary fear present there as well,
But it's lessened if on it one does not dwell.
There is always a way that the path is made,
One will find their way to life in the shade.
Let the one analyze all that they doth hath,
For the one it will make it an easier path.
There is much less in the path known as old,
Step forth find the new path and be ye bold.
Let not fear and pain stop the way ye tread,
Let not fear cause you the future to dread.
To stay behind is to stagnate and or die,
Let not your fear of future become this lie.