This is a poem I scribbled down after making the decision to take a job in Auckland, starting a month before the birth of our first kid. It’s not very polished, and I haven’t gone back to edit it, but here it is…
The storm is over
The decisions been made;
Whether to leave
Or best to’ve stayed.
Right or wrong;
Only the steady course of time
Will prove to this uncertain soul
If this is in life’s grand design.
The time between now and then
Is frought with lonely, tired days.
And yet, in hope, I’ll rise to fight
For a future that will amaze.