Finding the Fortune In Misfortune

There's room for improvement in my heart continually I'm aware of love's presence in my life I better be fair at least with others if not myself If I lost this precious piece of ground tell me would i be capable of winning her heart at last Or suffer the shame of loss and defeat that seeks its hold on all our lives but the past has no hold on what the future brings if you believe in something enough it comes alive because it grows from the seed of hope that generous souls love sow without question I love to see it spring to life and prosper the one that watered it everyday And I see the plant wither when left alone it grew bitter with deceit till it died from despair My own garden poisoned by lies false friends enjoy to toss around None loyal to the cause no mention of Honor leave it out frequently I battled with the thought till i learned acceptance and told my heart to be strong my soul responded in a rare kind of way it's difficulties that cause us to grow will i find the fortune in misfortune finally at last Or be trodden by the force failure often brings