I turned a page today,
in my book of life, so dear.
Memories of my happy day,
to my heart there was some fear.
But I ponder at the parting,
from my friends and family, I adore.
For I know there are no friendships,
like these which I have stored.
Now I hesitate a moment,
wondering which way to turn.
Shall I be content to linger,
or be willing to work and learn?
I know the way will not be easy,
by which many go.
But the guidance of my mother,
has fitted me to fight the foe.
We turn another page;
my goal is to reach greater heights.
To be striving and toiling over.
To do that which is right.
I may never be famous,
after life’s battle is won.
But let me be content,
if my work is judged, well done.