I was high on a horse, on top of the world
My dog was behind me, the ground beneath me twirled.
My soul was singing, everything in its place
But then a vine grabbed me, ripped up my face.
Next thing I knew my head hit the ground
Wondering what just happened, this time around.
Would the baby inside me live through this day
Or had I destroyed her and me both, in my usual way?
I got on my feet, looked for my horse, in vain;
And that mistake changed me, I learned from the pain
I swore if she lived I would try something new
She lived and I changed; she was born and she flew.
I still went down the wrong roads, searching for more
Pricked that old cactus til my body was sore
I continued to fall, got back on my feet
But It took blows to the head, to let me know I was beat
Today I smile as I picture my girl and my boy.
I look back on my failures, my pain and my joy
Then I look forward, trying to see
Where life’s lessons fit, In the puzzle of me
Not the puzzle filled with black squares
Of sorrow and shame
But the one of the woman
who bears my name
The falls might be many
The scars I may wear
I now notice new color
In my long, thick hair
My load may be heavy
My days might be rife
But no one else’s patina
Has the sheen of mylife
It takes what it takes
As my wise friend said
And I know from experience
I have a very hard head
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