Treasure Island

Earl F. Spence

(Hackensack, New Jersey)

Who Am I?


Who Am I?
I ask as I sit in front of the mirror.
I review the past.
Every goal I reached and didn't reach.
I ask the same question, Who Am I?
As I strive to succeed in the game of life
Family and friends alike give me a pat on the back.
The world looks and sees success and failure in their term's.
Still I ponder,
Who Am I?
I set new goals, new values, and new roads to revel.
Success builds upon success
Failure is just a tool to learn from
Yet, the question persists,
Who Am I?
Then in the still of the night
In the calm of the storm
The answer to the question
Who Am I,
I am, A child of God!!!!

Submitted: Thursday, January 02, 2003

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