When a man is down and out,
with nothing left to spout.
When the end feels so near,
with nothing left to cheer.
Let it be known that through all of those tears:
a stronger man is born,
one who can face his fears.
- Author: Harrison03 ( Offline)
- Published: May 12th, 2022 11:19
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 21
- Users favorite of this poem: Cassia DeSousa
Comments4
Hello Harrison03
nicely worded
I like the concept of the writing
tchau...Cassia
Hello!
Thank you I appreciate it 🙂
Hello well expressed poem
Thank you 🙂
An excellent message through one of despair. Nice lines.
Thank you, very much appreciated 🙂
Yes, that's the ticket, really - enabled to face our fears! Right on. Thanks for sharing. /Rik.
Exactly, thank you 🙂
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