When I Look Back Poem by Randy McClave

When I look back at my years
I want to look back with joy and cheers,
With laughter and also smiles
Not with judgments and trials;
And not ever with saddened tears.

When I look back at my days
I want to remember giving God praise,
And the help because of him I gave
And always being there and brave;
Not being remembered for the Hell that I did raise.

When I look back at my hours
I will not look back with scours,
I will look back at who I had nourished
Because of my help they survived and flourished;
I will look back at the flowers.

When I look back at my past
I will not look back at what I have amassed,
I will look back at the people that I knew
Especially the ones to whom I said, "I love you";
But, only if God ever asked.

Randy L. McClave