Some weeks are slow,
And,
Grueling from obstacles you had never seen coming a mile away.
But,
That’s just life,
Isn’t it?
A test we’re all given by who watches us from a distance,
Kind of like the way we treat each other,
Nowadays…
A hug would be kind,
Much needed,
Yet,
With the bird’s eye view we keep on each other’s life,
There is no other choice,
But,
To endure it all.
Smile at another rather than vice versa in the name of love our heart’s encoded by.
I choose to grin regardless of how bad my week has been.
After all,
I woke up,
With another chance to write poetry,
Again.
Bestowing a page with my pain,
Knowing life only moves along the pace my palms scribble through…
Endure It All – Day 302, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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