6/2/11

The year, at last, is halfway done,

And as I stand and recollect,

I see the distance I have come.

Is also where my life bisects.

As I review my time so far,

The path was arduous and long,

My triumphs marked with hard won scars,

By which each weakness was made strong.

The second half shall not be so.

This I must hope, yet realize,

No scene would be more apropos,

To tell myself a halfway lie.