Hard times…

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Through broken glass and faded dreams,
I find a place where I can scream,
This pain is huge and takes me over,
I cannot smell the scent of clover,
I kneel down and count my blessings,
For sometimes life is distressing,
I make my way through each raw minute,
Feeling blessed that I’m still in it,
This life is hard but I go on,
It’s my soul journey to walk upon,
I look out from my mind’s eye,
Never questioning or asking why,
I know that whatever happens to me,
Is to teach and set me free,
A life taken for granted is not good cause,
Take a breath to think and pause,
I am strong and intelligent,
I know I live with good intent,
The shackles that I once wore,
Can’t contain me anymore,
I am free and fly my wings,
Appreciating every thing,
Being true to who I am,
Upon my bravery I do stand.

By Victoria Gauci

Hard

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5 thoughts on “Hard times…

  1. The making of us is most certainly built on them πŸ˜€ ❀️ πŸ™πŸ½ πŸ¦‹

  2. Ab says:

    That’s a wonderful last quote. And so very true. And inspiring. πŸ™

  3. Great quotes and poem. Something to live by.

  4. inaloveworld says:

    True words and beautiful poem! Thank you for sharing!

  5. Such beautiful words of perfection…. I read it twice. So much of motivation. Loved it to the core

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