SHALLY A.

[ Sigh ]. I bend to pack my bags, three big boxes filled with clothes, bags, shoes and underwear stare at me. I stand to straighten my back, my life does feel a little bent and I ache all over. I rest on the wall as my mind drifts as fast as the wind, bringing a breeze of thoughts and pictures to my mind. I’m packed, ready to leave you, yet the sting of fear bids me to cajole you till your faith beams and overshadows your fears. We could work this out, we can overcome. A tear drops, I dust it off. Courage, my dear friend, be brave. I honestly wonder, why do things change? Why can’t we have all the summers we long so deeply for? Be baked in the sun and dance in the pool of warmth? Why can’t I always have you? Yes, I dread change. I hate it. I hate change because it requires you to be strong; it forces you to take a leap in faith. Sometimes, it challenges you to wash and re-wash your memories till they fade. Just like memories of you and me, with so much of our lives plan...

by Shally A. Sometimes scared Sometimes full of faith Sometimes in the air This too shall pass, I hear I must learn to persevere So unsure Striving to stay alive Hoping I’ll survive Stand.  The wave’s splash along My terror screams “ Lord! Open my eyes, guide my lifes' lines” Stand. I had hoped by now Your arm would have saved my drown The tides toss me around Slitting deep, till red fires gush out You whisper, STAND This too shall pass It takes time to build a corporate work of art. It takes time to build a life. And it takes time to develop and grow. So give yourself, your enterprise, and your family the time they deserve and the time they require, persevere- Jim Rohn.