When life has handed you its
worst,
You’ve sunk as low as you can
go,
'Tis naught but for the end you
thirst,
My friend, it helps if you but
know
This too shall pass, you’ll get
through it,
Though it is by footsteps ye
do it.
You must get up, begin anew,
For sorrow’s not a lifelong guest;
How far you go is up to you,
But first you must begin the
quest,
Though wind and dark lead you
astray
And hardships may hinder and
stay.
You must strive on, must persevere,
And measure progress inch by
inch;
Do not look back nor yield to
fear,
Do not let self-doubts make you
flinch;
You’re not alone, you CAN do
it,
Walk with faith and be sure you’ll
get through it.
Use lessons learned as building
blocks,
With faith the mortar, hard and
strong,
Rebuild your life from aftershocks,
Stand tall and proud, it won’t
be long
’Til there will dawn a brighter
day,
For “Where there’s a will there’s
a way.”
Author ~ ©
Linda E. Newman
All rights reserved. Used with
permission.
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