Good Comes From Bad
What had started out bad,
could have been worse,
the addiction you suffered,
was an evil, nasty curse.
You needed some guidence,
to better yourself,
to start down that road,
to a much better health.
And searching inside you,
you found strength deep inside,
you grabbed it and used it,
it could no longer hide.
Now strong enough to get thru this,
you have surprised yourself,
your smile is golden,
I can see what it's worth.
A different person now,
you see life in new ways,
enjoy each and every one
of your upcoming days.
Still a stranger to me,
yet, I'm so proud of you,
not many can understand,
what you've been thru.
Copyright © Nancy Ebert | Year Posted 2005
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