For contest sponsored by Hilo Poet
The older I get the more I grow It’s apparent to me I do not know There’s always something to learn Keep on moving as the world turns Why are instincts in animals so strong To thrive and survive and carry on Yet in some humans who have despair Suicidal ideation thoughts are there No one is perfect and minds can be A source of pain a source of peace Coloring life’s lenses we silver see Sifting cleanses setting souls free Do not forget in your pact with death You may transfer pain to someone else You must be certain that you persevere Despite cherry challenges fuchsia fears Lift up your spirits with the Holy Ghost Always near us when we need Him most
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