Life is difficult,
when the going gets tough.
Since nobody prepares you
when the smooth turns rough.
How we survive?
Is anybody’s guess.
The will to continue
and the strength we possess.
God is our maker
and made us what we are.
Packed with the energy
like one of his stars.
So, when troubles arise
wondering what you can do.
Look at the starry night
and think... that’s you.

Comments
skinner_jennifer | October 9, 2010 - 13:43
I just love this poem, it represents everything I am.
I can definitely relate to it.
Jenny.
PipMic | October 9, 2010 - 14:27
Thanks Jenny