Times were hard
Hard times led to sadness
And I didn't think it would get better,
Now I'm happy
Knowing that I'm healthy and free
Years have gone by and I'm still happy.
Our lives go on
Understand it gets better.
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poesiapoetry is when an emotion has found its thought, and the thought has found words -robert frost. all poems are mine unless stated otherwise. just thought i'd give someone a taste of my mind. #4 in ode
