Monday, February 28, 2011


We cross the threshold of the birth canal,
and enter the place of lights.
Leaving behind our dark, safe world.

We cross the threshold of infancy,
and enter the place of childish imagination,
Leaving our sole dependacy on others behind.

We cross the threshold of innocence,
and enter a world of pimples and uncertainty
Leaving behind a naivety that can never be regained.

We cross the threshold of teenage exploration,
and enter trhe world of bills,
broken hearts and blame games.
Leaving behind the world of boys, bullies, blonds and books.

We cross the threshold of regret,
and enter a place of memories past.
Leaving behind some shattered dreams, and disappointments,
and we settle for what we've become.

We cross our final threshold when we least expect it,
into a world of eternal significance.
Where we will forever face the consequences of our everyday choices.
Leaving behind ALL that we have ever known.

copyright Kim Rosales 2006


  1. Great job!
    I'm trying to follow you but something is messed up and it keeps showing Em's info. Sigh. I promise to follow you if I EVER get this figured out! ;)

  2. Thanks Deanna, it says Deanna on your little pic thingy.

  3. Kim - You are such a talented beautiful person!! We are hoping you sing at church again - beautiful voice God has blessed you with. Thanks for sharing with us - keep them coming:)

  4. Okay, I think I got it fix, Kim...although Em's Season Photography is now a follower of you b/c I was trying to fix it!! Oops! Oh well, I'm sure she'd love ot follow you...although I somehow lost her pic!! Oops! Go to my blog to enter to win an autographed book!