The Riddle Or the Rhyme
Here it goes again
taking me too far.
Small and simple are the things
that leave a lasting scar.
Another day of trying times
along the road of life.
Though, sometimes we escape the cut
we often touch the knife.
Depending on how well we cope
with sad and happy times,
Eventually molds who you are
the riddle or the rhyme.
Written by,
Sheri Lynne Evans
February 28, 2001
Copyright © Sheri Evans | Year Posted 2020
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