Patience

Fränz Müller

Such a thing

is in short supply

when one’s under duress;

it’s something that

I’m well aware

I lack, I must confess.

But, pressing on

I do declare

the fight can yet be won;

if I endure

and be demure

when a struggle has begun.

There’s always hope

if one persists

and runs the ragged race;

and if we stumble,

we arise

and venture forth with grace.

  • Author: Fränz Müller (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 14th, 2026 20:20
  • Category: Unclassified
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