Our own way

Child so sweet, child so pure.
never again to be so unsure.
That's what they tell you, as you grow, 
your life, your plan, your place you'll know.
But how to learn the place we fit? 
how do we learn, which side we sit? 
For life is mystery, long and deep, 
we toss and turn, whilst fast asleep.
For in our dreams we can't escape, 
lives we can't measure, with stick or tape.
But each our innate paths we find, 
as lifes great mysteries each unwind.
And as we lay alone in death, 
taking in our long last breath.
We rest at peace at close of day, 
knowing we did it our own way