Bound Construction Poem by Dawn Winters

We all are growing and changing fast
and who we are will not forever last
seasons come and seasons go
what the future holds no one knows
the time will come when we must decide
to stay connected or divide
bring the past to the present
or move on for good no resentment
the future is coming if it feels wrong or right
moving forward is a battle that we all must fight
the past has been written there's no turning back
it's time for construction to build what we lack
our roots have been planted and we have hope to be strong
finding now our foundation has needed help all along
our limbs may be flimsy and weak with the wind
slowly losing our leaves even before storms begin
we must find an anchor to tie us to the ground
our life will have no meaning if we are not bound.
Leap forward with joy and live life with out drift
Pursing the future although the present is a gift