Through It All

At my age there is always one person

Who will laugh at me .

Another person will say I am slow to my face

Or behind my back .

I need joy and love whenever I am in pain .

I need peace when I am distraught .

I would like to have some light

In my time of darkness .

I need more strength

When I am so weary .

I have learned to laugh

On the outside

While crying on the inside

Or to just walk away .

I get some special wisdom

Through my slowness

And even with some failure .

I need God's love when I struggle

With people who hurt me .

I know, how ever old I am

I need his love to keep going on .

                             By Brock