Through My Prison Bars

Through the bars of my prison,

I pushed out the best I could muster.

I know that I did that.

I gave you my best.

And through the bars of their prisons,

I received the best from my parents.

And they, their parents,

And their parents before them.

This is my prayer of forgiveness

To all the long line before me.

I will now accept the very best I was offered.

I will let it predominate in my thought and let it guide my actions.

My struggle to realize my self-worth and to discover my mission 

has not only set me free, but all my line both before and after me.

© 2014 Kathryn Hardage

www.InspiredPractices.com