no one would believe
or care to hear
of all that i have done
unimagined
will remain
the distance i have run
as I reflect
a pride and sorrow
descends upon my soul
as I am made
to recognize
that I am less than whole
though i may be
unrealized
as tragic as can be
i'm still grateful
for these eyes
and all that i did see.
stephenhsmith
november 16, 1999
