My memoirs

It is not always going to be the hard hurdles,

But my existence to keep going through them.

It is not the fear that grips my soul day by day,

But that I'm safe in the One who keeps me.

The regular advice at the spur of the moment,

Might be a little excessive

But the smile and nods of affirmation,

Are enough to keep my heart going.

The reprimands at every wrong

might not touch my soul for a change

But a hug that it is fine to go wrong sometimes.

To be able to walk from my past comes with struggles,

But the love, outstretched arms and a guiding walk into a new path is something to pen down.

As the weather changes at every point in time,

It raises the hope of a change at what life throws at me.

As the sun shines on the green grass every morning,

It becomes glaring how colourful my life has turned out.

And the weary faces on the street where fate is unknown,

It reminds me of the comfort my being has at the harshness of sun and the heavy downpour of rain.

These are little things that go unsaid,

Yet I have found an abundance of fulfilment in them,

I have found hope to keep moving at the remembrance of them.

They make me.