As I begin down a new path,
each step taken gingerly,
being careful not to stumble,
I remember the road I had taken before.
A well worn footpath,
winding it’s way into my future,
only wide enough for one to travel,
lies behind me, as I travel forward.
Looking back, as I go,
I see the friends I’ve made,
experiences that shaped me,
leaving a mark of maturity on my life.
Using what you’ve learned,
makes it easier, more comfortable,
to move forward, take risks,
and move along the path to a new adventure.
6/2004**I wrote this poem for my (now former) coworkers back in 2004 as I was leaving to begin a new job. It was heartfelt and after working in the same office for many years, it was time for a change. Now, I see that it was possibly the best move I ever made.
I hope everyone enjoyed the weekend. I did, however, as usual....it was entirely TOO SHORT!