Thoughts to encourage another.
Through this life, the daggers sometimes remain
Piercing, hurting, lingering causing a lot of pain.
If we are not careful to put on the proper shield
We could possibly be in the proverbial daisy field.
Ripped at the seams, tattered and extremely worn
Even though, from strangers, we don’t look torn.
Character is formed through these trials at hand
It is stamina with willingness that we take command.
Asserting our will to get to the mountain top once more
Again to experience what life has for us in store.
Bruises, sores and scars will be there for sometime
Knowing they don’t last forever I convey in this rhyme.
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