Rising Above
I will never have
-money, thick and green.
I will never know the looks,
dirty with envy and greed.
I will not walk empty, cold as stone- irreverent.
I will pain in thought,
cry solitarily.
I will live in love,
love in life- forever more.
My heart agape,
my mistakes iron heavy.
I will live life
the only way I know how.
After missing chances,
Regretting times
I will learn to rise, sky scraping high,
With pride.
Copyright © Ann T. | Year Posted 2009
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