Journey


As a toddler,
I hung on to the lil finger of my mom.
As a naughty kid,
I hung on to the strong fist of my grandpa.
As a young woman
I hung on to the arms of my beloved.
As an old woman,
I hung on to my walking stick.
When I step out from life into the void,
I shall hang on to the undescribable--
GOD - my journey's end .