FROM THE ASHES

Written for Outlaw Poet's Weekly Contest and wishing her FUN in Vegas!

FROM THE ASHES

We are but bits of sodden clay,
Molded from the time of birth;
Living in a smoke filled world
Ever trying to find our worth.

We strive for happiness as best we can,
Learning life's lessons along the way;
Accomplishing so much more beyond
Than what's expected of simple clay.

Smoke rises from the ashes
Of dreams we've kept inside our heart;
In the end, will it all matter
When it's time for us to depart?

Clay and smoke deliver
Us to life on earth, I'm told -
What we choose will make the difference:
Paths to hell or streets of gold.

Countrymom
2/24/03