Family Tree Dreams

My dreams may have been scattered,
Still in tact not shattered,
With two more boys will make 3 sons,
And my wife and I aren’t the only ones.

Our parents came before us,
Balanced life and the family chorus,
To sound the bells of a family tree,
That cares, that loves, a life spirited and free.

Its not a mid life crisis now,
It’s a time to reflect on why, on how,
For in my dream was my family tree,
Now to support our growth creatively.

I’ve been a writer all my life,
Of stories, memories, joyous or of strife,
Can I write a script that I’ll be happy doing?
That I can tell my kids, my dreams I’m pursuing.

Can I become the person I’ve known inside,
Unleash my power and no longer hide,
Let my talents flourish unjudged and undivided,
Relinquish my calling and not let the day go undecided.

I believe I can, I believe in me,
This is my way of touching life, and strengthening my family,
For in these words you read right now,
Is my why, is my how.

Skyler Wolf Jones