The University of Hard Knocks

The University of Hard Knocks A Graduate from the University of Hard Knocks Walk away? Ohhh No I didn't, neither did she, My friends All went to school with me! Sisters, daughters, grands too We found out the hard way we all thought we were free... doing it our way! Compelled, we were, dancin into the flames; No one else to blame, only the voice of shame as we danced for our lives down the lane. Red Flags wavin in the breeze, to stop signs and forks in the road, we Never took heed! And the day came, and most of us still lived and breathed. Survivors, strong, wise and exhausted.... Blackbirds straining to be free. The Alumni of the University. Now we all know what lessons were learned thru the Hard knocks of pain and sorrow, that school never mentioned that other lane where we could learn the same, without the Pain or sorrow. Each at our own pace we saw that other lane, it was bright, and filled with light and held elements of Love and Joy! It was waiting around the bend, we thought would never end. It was called... Self Love University!