"WITHOUT ANY REGRETS"
{Dori Wheeler  09sept09}

How often I've wondered why I am here
Beaten down, bruised up
Innocense stolen, to whom am I dear?

Medicated at a tender age to make the pain go away
Addiction took control
It seemed from the very first day

Broken marriages trying to find love
Beautiful children brought into this world
Tiny miracles from above

How we all stayed safe, only God could know
I was on a dangerous path
Taking my children in tow

I used to say I was given children to keep me alive
This was more and more apparent
They helped me to arrive

In December of 1989
I put down the drugs and the booze
Not my plan, but one that was divine

Hundreds of AA meetings, and years gone by
Sharing my story with all who would listen
I was told to do so, someone might die

After all that I've been through
Beatings, rapes, divorces, you name it
I've become a healer, it's what I do

When that hand reaches out, I need to be there
I am who I am, without any regrets
As long as I reach back, it's only fair...