Every path,
Has its bumps,
Some end in dumps,
But others end in beauty.
I know,
You will stay,
But with each day,
You find a new reason.
You see,
No matter what,
Every drop and cut,
Will continue to bleed red.
YOU ARE READING
The Broken Road
Poetry"Sometimes the broken road is the only way home." -Unknown Part Two: I guess I'm in love. --------- A collection of 2018 poems. 3/12/19 #227 in broken 3/13/19 #285 in finding happiness 4/6/19 #5 in living life
