MEANT TO BEA Poem by traveling mindLife's piecesLife sucks. Life’s f*cking brilliant. That’s life. Between the broken bits I see A glimpse How things could have been Between the broken bits I try To train my thoughts not on the why To rest, here, with weariness lie To calm the storm and tame the tide Between the broken bits… I hold Faith that given time I’ll know That between the broken bits I’ll see That nothing was broken, it was meant to be. © 2016 traveling mind |
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Added on November 15, 2016 Last Updated on November 15, 2016 Authortraveling mindSCAboutforty ish, an austistic child, fighter of life through n through if i can get up feel the sun, the beauty in my garden my sons sticky smile, lifes crap can wait more..Writing
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