Be Strong

Poetry is a friend that will understand and listen.. Holding you in my hands, You slipped through my fingers like grains of sand. When everyone has left your side poetry lights your flame inside. Guiding you through the rough seas of life While showing you the beauties of the land My heart is full and my soul is weak I am weary and dead on my feet As sky's of grey close in on me That will not break me. Tired of living I will be strong and you will see I will never look back for the past is gone Everything happens for a reason don’t you see? Some reasons are kept as a hidden mystery Look far and wide turning every stone in sight And one day you will see you were never alone You always had me Be strong my child and it will become clear I did not just do it for me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Dietrich Avatar
August 27, 2012 at 8:54 PM
this one is just wonderful, Cory. poetry as a friend. how clever!
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August 27, 2012 at 12:25 PM
I am pleased to have read this corroboration between you and your mother. May you someday have a child to share with also.
Sivey Avatar
August 27, 2012 at 10:56 AM
This is a wonderfully and sentimentally written poem my friend! I see exactly what you are writing about, I understand completely and I agree with you! What a glorious poem Cory! A lovely piece, Great Work!!
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August 27, 2012 at 10:57 AM
thanks Russell.. it has been a long hard road with my mom but yet we still try :) thanks have a great day
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August 27, 2012 at 10:33 AM
my mom and I wrote this..
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