My Mentor
The trail is long, and marbled in light. A bit here and a bit there
While I once was mature and knew the way , I now stumble and not so sure
In past, I gave directions and spoke with confidence, some say.
Now I am in school. Learning much, but much to learn.
Somehow a child again I’ve become. My best friend is loyal and true
But I can’t see him as I do you.
You were young and confident when we first met.
The man I saw resembled my friend. I trusted him
My friend urged me on, as a friend will do. He wanted me on the path too
Do this, do that, my friend say’s. You simply provided in a quiet comfortable way
This path has a lot of obstacles and pitfalls. At times My friend holds my hand to keep me from falling
I suspect the same for you.
What’s that I see ahead? Why it’s the library and there you are helping all find what they need
My friend see’s you too