© ( 1-19-2001- John L. Stevens)

Here I stand so shaky, as I begin to walk
Learning from Mom, learning to talk.
The examples I see will shape my way
The decisions I make, will shape my day.

Here I stand to begin, in life’s early hour
I’ll test the limits, I’ll test my power.
In the terrible twos, the decisions to come
Are made by the hand, and shaped by Mom.
Here I stand at the dawn, the edge of the day
With decisions to make and prices to pay.
The choice is mine and mine to make
The decisions I chose will make or break.

Here I stand a teen in the prime of life
A time of joy, a time of strife.
I stand at the crossroad as I start these years.
There is the road of honor, the road of tears.
Here I stand to chose again and again.
Do I chose to loose or do I chose win.
One road I see will cause me pain.
The other I see will grant me gain.

Here I stand at a crossroad, to chose this hour
The choice I make is in my power.
To chose the wrong or chose the right
I will set my course, I will set my plight.
Here I stand as I marry, the Love of my life
Become one with her, to be my wife.
The vows we say, the promise we make
Are made forever, we will not break.

Here I stand by my Love, our daughter’s first hour
Now Mother and Father, with our delicate flower.
The example she sees, the example I live
Is the greatest gift, a Father can give.
Here I stand at the bedside, my mother’s last hour.
She withstood the storms, of time and its power.
Though times were rough, she withstood the test
Her love sustained me, she gave me her best

Here I stand in awe of the example she set
Of truth and honor, I’m in her debt.
The decisions she made were examples to me
Helped mold my life, in what I could be.
Here I stand as the evening, of life draws near
I’ve tried to follow the paths found dear
Paths of love and honor, from examples I see
From those before me, that I strive to be.

Here I stand did I, make the right choice?
Did I follow the loud or the still small voice?
For I now understand, the power of love
It’s the power given by the God above.

Here I stand to survey my life today
I began and will end, on the edge of the day.
The choices I made, He was always near
His Grace and Mercy has brought me here.

Now I kneel in His presence the race is run
His grace has sustained me, the journey is done.
He brought me through, the dusk, the night
To a brand new day, what a wonderful sight.
(Rev 04-01-03)


3 Comments to “Here I Stand”

  1. admin says:

    From Hello Poetry
    Chris G J Smith Jul 7, 2010
    Thank you for sharing a special moment with us my friend.

    John Stevens Jul 7, 2010
    I seem to be getting more transparent with the years. Thanks for reading my friend.

    Chris G J Smith Aug 4, 2010
    Read this one again, she lives on in your heart my friend.
    robert martin Jul 7, 2010
    Thank you John, it is a beautiful piece, I felt emotional reading it, your mother is my mother, your grief, your transition as we go through this life is my grief, my mother, my life transition–it is how we all feel.

    John Stevens Jul 7, 2010
    I believe our mothers were much alike. There was nothing I would not do for her. I am what I am because of her.

  2. admin says:

    From Hello Poetry
    Chris G J Smith Jun 30, 2010
    The ages of life, then to kneel in the holy presence. Brilliant insight my friend.

    John Stevens Jun 30, 2010
    Past, present and future. My future could end today but the Doc says I am doing well. I am not at the point where I will not buy green bananas. ;-)) Tony Boy and I have too much to do for me to slow down.

    Thanks for the comment my friend. Coming from you it means a lot.
    Mari Jul 18, 2010
    What a wonderful Magician with words you are John!
    This superbly crafted write it breathtaking in it’s beauty and your resplendent love of God! It is a beautifully expressed poem/prayer and is filled with love and faith in each and every stanza. Your visual detail is vivid and sharp and diction is excellent. Beautiful phraseology! John, as always, it is a privilege to read your beautiful work! Thank you for writing it and thank you for sharing it. God bless you always…………………..

    John Stevens Jul 18, 2010
    It is funny how it started. There was a piece of paper from some magazine beside the chair, tucked under a bit. I saw “Here I stand” in the headline print and this was born. It actually said There I stand. Don’t remember any thing else about the paper. I started in the middle and wrote forward and back from there. As you have probably guessed, I like word pictures. My brain is wired a little weird, left handed, sometimes the two sides don’t talk to each other at times, but they get along great. ;-))

    I find your comments endearing and uplifting. Thank you so very much.

  3. JT-TJ says:

    I absolutely love this poem John… reflections of the past and the ones you’ve loved… It makes me wonder what I will see when my journey is done.

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