I Was Here

You will notice me-I'll be leaving my mark like initials carved in an old oak tree.  You wait and see.  Maybe I'll write like Twain wrote, maybe I'll paint like Van Gogh, cure the common cold, I don't know.  But I'm ready to start because I know in my heart that I want to do something that matters, say something different, something that sets the whole world on its ear.  I want to do something better with the time I've been given.  I want to try to touch a few hearts in this life, and leave nothing less than something that says "I was here."

I will prove you wrong.  If you think I'm all talk, you're in for a shock because this dream is too strong and before too long...maybe I'll compose symphonies.  Maybe I'll fight for world peace, because I know it's my destiny to leave more than a trace of myself in this place!

And I know that I will do more than just pass through this life.  I'll leave nothing less than something that says "I was here!" 



.....I wish I had written that.  It's a song, but I couldn't agree more with those lyrics.  That is somewhat the cry of my heart these days....