The Age Of My Papers Poem by Unknown Rosa

My life's leaves have withered,
And my branches became bent
My darkness brightened up
And the eyes smiled with light
I was a prisoner of my loneliness
& weakness got the better of me
Worry began eating from my hand
And time was like a mirage
Today I am skippng brightly
And content to remain this way
Everyone is cheering for me to keep in this path
One which requires patience and commitment
God has blessed my path,
And shown me a world of beauty
I shall accept no substitute for Him
My dream is now coloured with perfection