It didn\'t happen as I had planned,
the promises of forever, wrapped within a golden band.
The holding of my hand, no truth spoken,
now I see no validity, just an empty token.
But through the storm where I struggled,
through the darkest of days I muddled.
A spirit of strength and power,
From the dark peeped through like a delicate flower.
To bloom day to day, amongst the tired and the tears,
Pushing away all my fears.
Strong and tall, I stood fast, faced the world head on.
Melted away all my pain, my hurt and all the wrong!
Now the light and warmth of peace falls upon my life,
single and proud, no longer the wife!
Through the choices that were thrust upon,
I\'m happy at last, and I have moved on.
Please don\'t be fearful of the unknown.
Don\'t be down, cry and moan.
Sometimes the darkest of paths can point us to a better somewhere!
To a place of comfort, a place where we might actually dare.
Life really is a bumpy old road with no map or plan.
But head always held high, looking forward and believe me when I say you can!