Isn't It Ironic

Written by: Renae Reynolds

Isn't it ironic, that the hard times are what makes us who we are...
Like the spontaneous statements that ruin a whole day,
The mood swings that change us along the way.
The teary eyes and sad faces,
The wrong decisions and court cases.
The arguments and knife slashes,
The bullet wounds and car crashes.
The deathly ill, and broken hearts,
The relationships that have been torn apart.

Isn't it ironic, the little things in life that make us happy and we go far...
Like a kiss on the cheek and a sweet hug,
Somebody to tuck us in bed ,all nice and snug.
A hand to hold and a smile to share,
A fresh picked flower from somebody who cares.
The laughter you share with a friend,
A helping hand you graciously lend.
Whispers of sweet nothings in your ear,
A touch of compassion from a loved one so dear.

Isn't it ironic that the hard times make us who we are,
Isn't it ironic the little things make us happy and we go far.