Life

It all seems so simple
Yet I try and fail

I just want to take pleasure
In life's daily struggles and triumphs

Without searching for
A crutch to help me hobble along

I want to laugh and cry
Instead of fazing out
In an emotionless stupor

Hold my boys and know
They want always be boys

Get lost in the gaze
Of my beautiful wife's eyes
And realize how blessed I am

I want to grow old
And see my boys turn into men
While holding my wife's hand
Thinking of how we made it

I know there will be darkness
Along the way
But Christ's light will guide me
To the other side

At the end
I want to be able to say
I lived life
Not escaped from it