Balance

It is something we all try for

It is something many die for

To have a place for everything

And everything in it's place

We need time for family

We need time for friends

We need time for work

We need time to work out

Everyone gets a piece of our

Personal pan pie of time

From the minute we wake up

To the minute we go to sleep

The thing we need to remember is 

We decide how much time everyone gets

We decide when they get it

We are in control if we want to be

We can hold the pie and decide

Who gets each slice of our life

We can even keep more for those

We love and care for most

By finding an even keel

Or the middle path in life

We can make time for everyone

We can hold the hour glass

God gave us the ability to choose our path

The ability to determine our fate good or bad

So few of us use this power though and

Are tossed about like a leaf in the storm

We are all brought into the world in birth

And we all leave the world the world in death

It is up to us to determine what happens in between

Through everyday decisions for inner and outer balance

This poem is property of Anthony W. Pawlowski and can not be replicated in any way shape or form. This representation is for viewing only and is Copywritted 2011.