Without Wishing

Shining in her awakened form
Lady had her back against the World
Lived under no illusions of grandeur
Grinded every cent she owned

Self actualizing as can be
Mission and mansion clearly in sight
Slowed only by reality
Placed a block a time instead

Undeterred ability to cope with life
In times where excuses abound
These days sitting on my rocking chair
Proud of the long road here