One Day
One day, I will say—I made it.
I made it through the sleepless nights,
through the pain,
through the countless tears.
One day, I will rise and declare,
“Yes, this victory is mine,
and this one belongs to my son.”
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Dedication and sacrifice often pay off in the end. A lovely poem of knowing this.
Thank you, appreciate it.
You are most welcome
Such very true words Petra, our children are our lives.
Andy
Yes, Thank you for your thoughts/words.
Is it your son appearing in the photo ?...
Yes he is my son.
Wow! Really glad you found me, my friend, because in turn I am glad I have now found you. Powerful piece. That final turn...“this one is for my son”...is what stays with me, Petra. It grounds the whole piece in love that endures. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you Tristan for your views. Appreciate it.
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