Dorothy Kyeraah Poet Free verse

I'M Pressing On Still

On rocky ground I did fall

But up I got and still am pressing on

Tears did soak my pillow all day

But my heart be not weary

Oh I am pressing on

My eyes still on the prize

Though my feet hurt

I shall not rest

‘Cos am still holding onto the prize

With sore feet and trembling hands

I will crawl to the throne

To received my own crown

Even with tattered clothes

I will retire not till I get hold of the gold

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Beata Agustin July 8, 2024 at 10:18 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Poet Destroyer A February 16, 2016 at 2:55 PM DOROTHY, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA

Skat A December 1, 2015 at 1:42 PM Dorthy, Enjoyed reading your poem today. ~SKAT~