Life is a sine wave--
You ride high
On the crest sometimes.
On some days,
You hang out
In the valleys...
Wherever you may be,
Don't forget:
Better days will come.
Hang in there
For when the storm is past
The sun will shine bright again
And flowers will bloom
And bring you joy.
You ride high
On the crest sometimes.
On some days,
You hang out
In the valleys...
Wherever you may be,
Don't forget:
Better days will come.
Hang in there
For when the storm is past
The sun will shine bright again
And flowers will bloom
And bring you joy.
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4 comments:
It sure is... and i swear by the words
First poem from u I guess?
Good one! :) Keep going...
there is so much of hope, thanks :)
:)
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