Life itself is not as easy as it seems to be,
Sometimes the pain is so serve it hurts like a cut knee.
When the journey may seem like it's about to end,
You soon realize there's another big bend.
You smile and try to hide the pain inside,
Along with the tears, confusion and disappointment that may arise.
For there are so many choices to make and so many paths to cross,
The biggest mountains sometimes seem like a total loss.
At times you feel defeated and don't know what to do,
If there was only a way I could handle it, if I only knew.
"For we are all sometimes defeated but never crushed,"
We just have to get back on our feet and give our knees a brush.
YOU ARE READING
My Mother's Words
PoetryWhen my mother was younger, she wrote all the time. Poems, stories, you name it, she loved it. She had two notebooks filled entirely of those, she gave them to me and now I'm going to give them with you!
