My Song by Pat Mora(Poem)

So many memories,
an I'm still young.
So many dreams,
my song's just begun.
 
Sometimes I hear
my private melody grow,
then the sound vanishes,
but returns, I now know.
 
I've heard my heart break;
wounded, I've felt alone,
but slowly I learned
to thrive on my own.
 
I want to keep learning,
to deepen my song;
in whatever I work,
may my best self gow strong.It's still the morning,
the green spring of my life.
I'm starting my journey,
family and friends at my side, my song inside, and love as my guide.
 
My family wonders
where I will go.I wonder too.
 
I long to discover
how to protect the earth, our home,
hear world sisters and brothers,
who feel so alone.
 
Heart and hands open
to those close and those far,
a great family circle
with peace our lodestar.