Winnies

Life was once flat and ran down Years trailing the tracks of sundown I had chummies, not dummies Struggled like flies, but winnies. Winnies as winners, not gifted Winnies as fighters to be lifted. We were belittled a hundred times For struggling with a thousand dimes. We are all winnies... born to be loved, to love and to win! "I only write to energize, not criticize. Thank you poetrysoup for being a part of your life -- a family for life!" (Prosebite)