To my dear friend Daniel and anyone else battling with depression. All my best to you. Hope a bit of light poetry will bring a smile.
Life is filled with ups and downs. The straightest path will spin you around. Your in the black. Your in the red. Things stop changing because your dead. The hands of time move on without your tears of joy or fears and doubt. We ride a curve that's undefined. A Winter cruel. A Spring so kind. Take it in and push ahead. The seasons change no matter our tread. Stomping through snow drifts or dancing in rain, running through sunshine or steady winds change. Without a doubt one thing is true, in skies of black or crystal blue. On you feet or on your ass, Gam Zeh Yaavor THIS TOO SHALL PASS! - Jeannie Minor
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