Three Decades

Three Decades

Now I won't pretend to know the details of my celebrated birth,
But three decades later finds me questioning my worth
So they tell me it's only natural to ponder and reflect,
Like that game with the dots I'm still trying to connect
Or like the game with all the blocks, the object is to build,
To bravely look past all the failures and dreams unfulfilled
For I was the nervous schoolboy confronting his first day,
And the anxious adolescent trying hard to find his way
Living life's valleys and peaks, green lawns to solitary gutters,
Awed by the butterfly in my stomach that eternally flutters
Wondering if I've opened any doors with knowledge as my key,
Wondering if in times of hardships, friends remember me
For I remember smiling at the world, before I tried to save it,
Remember the fork in the road, long before I tried to pave it
I recall the wasted efforts and decisions made in haste,
Recall the times life served me that melancholy taste
But all in all I've held my own through sorrow's bloody fight,
And blessed I am to gaze unharmed into dawn's holy light
So thank you God for your guidance and the wisdom I call mine,
Lord, thank you for your patience in the day I too shall shine.