Challenges of life, those that seem to linger,

Always to be as close as our own little finger.

Yet, so far away, beyond an attempt to grasp,

Sometimes seem impossible, of our last gasp.

We all may gaze at the sky on a starry night,

Looking at a distant meteor, on its fiery flight.

In our minds, we may then to reach and hold,

Capture the object in our hand, there so bold.

When but a child we each play, have dreams,

Not knowing what to take as real or imaginary.

As we grow older, new goals appear, it seems,

Attaining some, though a majority, fragmentary.

Only as an adult, we see the need to progress,

Although many had rather to tarry, I do confess.

This a time for aiming, making plans to improve,

A definite picture of our next step, it to behoove.

My highest degree was now on my mind,

Then it was at hand, and only I could see.

I could not fathom it all, to be maintained,

That my finest goal, this for the life of me.

Was then I remembered, to trust in my faith,

And as I went on ahead to do my very best.

Working so hard, while each sharply focuses,

Our spirits we hold inside, to handle the rest.

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Comments

whonunuwho (author) from United States on June 13, 2017:

Thank you much my friend. Many blessings. whonu

Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on June 13, 2017:

Well said, my friend. We have the power within us to determine what we get out of life and what we give.

Beautiful piece!

whonunuwho (author) from United States on May 14, 2017:

Thank you so much, my friend. Blessings. whonu

Tamara Moore on May 14, 2017:

Oh, I see I already previously commented. Well, I wish to repeat that I enjoy your words!

Hugs,

Tamara

whonunuwho (author) from United States on May 13, 2017:

Yes my friend. Many blessings. whonu

Michael Milec on May 13, 2017:

Yes Sir, progressively we do change as the Spiri leads once we become spirituality alive and well and active.

whonunuwho (author) from United States on May 12, 2017:

Thank you my friend. Blessings whonu

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on May 12, 2017:

Most inspirational.

whonunuwho (author) from United States on May 11, 2017:

Thank you Tamara and blessings to you on this fine evening. whonu

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on May 11, 2017:

A really well done piece. I like the dream nature of it.

Tamara Moore on May 11, 2017:

I really enjoy your poetry, and the meaning behind your words. Very encouraging and inspiring!

Hugs,

Tamara

whonunuwho (author) from United States on May 10, 2017:

Thank you my friend, Jodah and many blessings on this fine morning. whonu

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on May 10, 2017:

Wonderful words, Whonu. Very inspirational.