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)