All That Will Come
Come grief
it will come.
Kingdom come
on the run.
Come fires.
Come floods.
Come all that will be—
I’ve already won.
I will fall and falter.
But I learn and grow taller.
All that will come
makes me stronger and faster.
All that will be
ends up my victory.
I do not give up.
I get back on my feet.
Tests and trials ahead
we all get kicked down.
The smiles will come
and so will the frowns.
I get back up.
I believe I have won.
That’s why I stand now—
undefeated, among all that has come.
Copyright © Scott McKernan | Year Posted 2024
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