Day by day I go on
And follow a mundane routine
But today as I sludge along
I ponder what it all means

What is the purpose of my being here?
Is there something important I was meant to do?
My mind is not very clear
Of which direction I am heading to

Am I to accomplish something great?
Is history to be made by me?
Oh, I think for that, it's already too late
As I am getting older, you see

But as I examine my past deeds
I'm sure I've done some good
By helping friends and family
When they were in need
And listening to their problems
When ever I could

I also realize I've been blessed
with a wonderful husband, daughter and son
And I will be their staunch supporter
As their lives move on

And I also have my grandson
Who is the apple of my eye
There is so much to be done for him
that I can't deny

So in retrospect
My life is not so bad
I guess the meaning of my life
is to take care of all I have

©2000 Edith Bael



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