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Dust Your Self Off.

As a child, a happy baby boy or daddys pretty little girl you were always so eager to move forward, you moved, crawled, waddled,even rolled all before you could even say a word, from the time you let go of there hands, you knew this was going to be tough even to just stand, then you took that first step and fell, hands slapped the floor you had fillings you couldn't tell, but you got back up and chose to just... six years old playing a school yards game dodge-ball you were not the first nor the last but when it happen who knew to the grown you would fall, after all the laughs and finger pointing, you wanted back in you knew every one was just playing, you got up and... high school what a horor story for any one even you, you weren't the best looking kid having a pimple here are two, clubs,gangs,sports,classes, and faces that were mean to you, after that first day you carried home so many emotions that were new, you didn't want to go back, to many classes to much work and the presure, but the next day you woke and knew for sure, just... years later we live in a world that knocks us down for any given reason, for lifes lesson knows no seasons, pay check to pay check we scramble to make ends meet, bills payments appointments dates we can't keep, kids affaires work prices going higher as your income gos lower a life you even see in your sleep, and when it becomes to much, when you no longer want to play the game you look back and wonder, did I make the right choice did I turn the right way should of could of would of lifes little blunder, and when all is settled when the kids your better half are sleeping and you have that moment you think, of a better time a better place when there was none of this then into sleep you sink, as you awake to a new day you raise sitting on the edge of your bed ready to once again to take that first step, you remember what happend back then and you know if you fall like all of us do with class this we'll accept, for no matter how much weight is put on us, how much it rains are how many times we fall, we know just like back then get up dust your self off and remember dodge the ball.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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