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This Toughened Heart
If life is just but memories
then I have far too many;
sorrows I had lost count of
and happy endings so few.
Yet the pains accumulated
through all the hard years
only make rare times of joy
so much sweeter to savor
by this toughened heart.
Seasoned by the seasons,
fired up by smoldering fires,
dismissive of empty threats
of more dark clouds to come,
this scarred, undaunted soul
just laughs, daring 'Bring it on!'
In the end I wear a big smile,
no shade of tears nor a frown,
a conquering hero triumphant
over all adversities lying prone
under my feet on the ground.
Copyright ©
Wilfredo Derequito
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