To smile, to laugh, to be kind and gracious.

To resiliently cope despite the stress,

To the outsider, life is sometimes seen as a mess.

I guess,

But what would I know, may I go, how low.

So I look, observe and respect, never direct, nor instruct.

To be, to see, no, not me.

To go up high, along and into the bigger world.

Forwards, onwards, but accept occasional backwards;

Fairness and kindness.

Love and warm wishes,

Skills, and the will to go ever upwards and onwards.

(From 'Storm Clouds & Silver Linings; My Journey' by Tom Stodulka)